{"id":1062,"date":"2014-05-21T15:04:20","date_gmt":"2014-05-21T15:04:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.slow-words.com\/?p=1062"},"modified":"2014-06-27T15:02:02","modified_gmt":"2014-06-27T15:02:02","slug":"ovulating","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.slow-words.com\/it\/ovulating\/","title":{"rendered":"Ovulating"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Sumptuous specimen who chops fire-<br \/>\nwood, please let me be the woman<br \/>\nI&#8217;m supposed to be, the wife who gives<br \/>\nbirth at 27 and 29, who stays true,<br \/>\nfaithful, fair. Please leave me &#8211;<br \/>\ngo and know I&#8217;ll never marry you.<\/p>\n<p>But is it marriage you<br \/>\nwant? Or are you only hunting fire?<br \/>\nFire burns out. And between me<br \/>\nand you, I could never be a woman<br \/>\nwho loves in spite of everything. True,<br \/>\nI&#8217;m a romantic, but he gives<\/p>\n<p>me affection you can&#8217;t afford. He gives<br \/>\nme reason to love him; you<br \/>\ngive me insomnia. For true<br \/>\nromance, our chemistry&#8217;s fire<br \/>\nis poor substitute. That woman,<br \/>\nhis sister, may be onto me,<\/p>\n<p>but he won&#8217;t see through me<br \/>\nas long as I&#8217;m in his arms. Love gives<br \/>\nhim long-sightedness. My woman<br \/>\nfriend asks if I want to date you<br \/>\nand I laugh. You don&#8217;t date fire,<br \/>\nyou are consumed by it. True<\/p>\n<p>love I don&#8217;t believe in; true<br \/>\ntransactions never fail me.<br \/>\nMaybe in my next life, fire<br \/>\nwill have a place. Heat gives<br \/>\nlife but it can also burn you.<br \/>\nMother said, &#8220;Woman-<\/p>\n<p>hood means sacrifice.&#8221; But a woman<br \/>\ntoday can have it all. True<br \/>\nor false? If I fuck you,<br \/>\nwill I tell him? Secrets to me<br \/>\nare snowflakes on tongues. No one gives<br \/>\nus away, no one will fire<\/p>\n<p>me. Fan our fire, I&#8217;ll be your woman<br \/>\nUntil he gives me a rock. Your true<br \/>\nblue eyes pull me into you.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Teh Su Ching<\/p>\n<p>(foto: un dettaglio della vasca delle meduse all&#8217;Acquario di Singapore, Sentosa Island, courtesy Diana Marrone)<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">&#8211; &#8211; &#8211;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>Slow Words ha chiesto ad Olivia Lee di scegliere un poeta di Singapore, suo coetaneo, da pubblicare insieme alla sua intervista nel settimanale del magazine. Teh Su Ching \u00e8 una scrittrice, sceneggiatrice, giornalista e attrice: scrive poesie solo in privato. Non ha mai condiviso su una piattaforma pubblica i suoi versi fino a questo Aprile, quando un gruppo di scrittori di Singapore ha\u00a0organizzato una pagina su Facebook,\u00a0&#8220;Singapore Poetry Writing Month&#8221; (SingPoWriMo).<\/em><\/p>\n<div>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>Teh Su Ching \u00e8 una scrittrice,<\/em>\u00a0<em>sceneggiatrice,\u00a0giornalista ed attrice.\u00a0La sua produzione teatrale e cinematografica \u00e8 stata pubblicata, rappresentata e proiettata in diverse citt\u00e0 del mondo: New York, New Haven, Guam, Mosca, Londra, Glasgow, Shanghai, Tokyo, Valsele e Singapore. Teh Su Ching si laurea alla\u00a0<\/em>NYU\u2019s Tisch School of the Arts Asia<em>\u00a0(Singapore) con un master in\u00a0<\/em>Fine Arts in Dramatic Writing<em>. Il suo cortometraggio Ash, che ha scritto mentre si laureava, \u00e8 stato proiettato in numerosi film festival, tra cui il Telluride Film Festival, il Glasgow Film Festival, lo Shnit Festival for Short Films. Attualmente vive a Shanghai e recita (in inglese e cinese) con il gruppo di improvvisazione teatrale Zmack.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sumptuous specimen who chops fire- wood, please let me be the woman I&#8217;m supposed to be, the wife who gives &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.slow-words.com\/it\/ovulating\/\">Continua<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1077,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[11],"tags":[202],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.slow-words.com\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1062"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.slow-words.com\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.slow-words.com\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.slow-words.com\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.slow-words.com\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1062"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/www.slow-words.com\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1062\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1535,"href":"https:\/\/www.slow-words.com\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1062\/revisions\/1535"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.slow-words.com\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1077"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.slow-words.com\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1062"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.slow-words.com\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1062"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.slow-words.com\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1062"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}