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Cardinal Points
Carolina Tytelman

​South
Sailing on the light
blinded by the sun,
riding on the violent
luminosity of the afternoon.
The dreadful, sweet whiteness
blowing onto my face.
Twinkles of greens,
gentle trees dancing
while I spin below,
feet on the flowers
arms into the air.
Those summer afternoons,
the only memories
that are not meaningless.
 
North West
It was far away
and it rained.
That was enough
for a while.
Those were the days
when we rebuilt
trivial happiness.
A fragile bubble,
the imposture
finally became boring.
 
North
The sum of all the sorrows
in the still, frozen
winter of Labrador.
The cold had never been
so violent:
a thousand knocks
painful as thorns
hitting our faces,
while death
pierced our souls.
We had never been
so lonely,
so numb or so sad,
so lost or so dark,
as in those long
winter nights.
 
East
On this island
of days without sea
and seasons without sky,
maybe it is time
here, to stop,
to suppress the temptation
of the next escape.

Carolina Tytelman is an anthropologist living and working in the Canadian province of Newfoundland and Labrador. Originally from Argentina, she now lives in the city of St. John’s with her family.

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