One of our six Pushcart nominations, Ocean Vuong’s “Self-Portrait with Exit Wounds,” has won a Pushcart Prize and will be featured in the next Pushcart anthology. The poem first appeared in ASSARACUS ISSUE 08. Congratulations, Ocean!
Musical notes, paint pigment, and lives of the heart converge in fantastical worlds of invention. Nicolas Destino’s adventures through relationship, music, and visual art
revitalize the lyric and re-imagine the ordinary. This is Heartwrecks.
Heartwrecks by Nicolas Destino
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Publication Date: February 14, 2013
There is music on every page. Each poem is filled with chiasmi and a desire to articulate an almost productive pain. The lines move forward and embrace themselves at the same time. Readers are engaged, distanced. Nicolas Destino invites you to listen to “the cello [that] sweeps along the corner of an ear” and near his personal history like “a craving cartographer / not far away.” These poems refuse to let go once they “[arrive] today as / heartwrecks.”
- Nicholas YB Wong, author of Cities of Sameness
Destino is creating his own music here: with engaging patterns and repetition of words, fables, and surreal transformations, urban domestic scenes, imagined landscapes, or out in space with the stars. His poems are quiet, romantic and playful as he invites you into ‘marvelous reconstruction’ with an orchestral soundtrack of Bach, Vivaldi, Mozart, and Corelli.
- Andy Quan, author of Calendar Boy
The Poet: Nicolas Destino, originally from Niagara Falls, New York, is a poet and essayist whose work includes a co-authored chapbook, Of Kingdoms & Kangaroo, and essay, “Travel of Sound,” which received notable mention in the Best American Essays series. He studied violin performance at SUNY Fredonia and received an MFA in poetry from Goddard College. Destino currently lives in Montclair, New Jersey, and teaches English at The College of New Rochelle in New York.
Nic on Nic: I am quiet person, but not silent. I’ve always enjoyed listening a little more than talking. Being an introvert, in my opinion, means absorbing as much information around me before offering my thoughts. I love to study natural history, animal taxonomy and various ecosystems. In another life I would choose to be a biologist or paleontologist. While I love all animals, I have an irrational fear of sharks – irrational because I fear attacks even when walking down a city street. Early in life I developed a love for language and all the anomalies found there. I remember repeating words over and over until they lost the immediacy of meaning. I entered my third grade poetry contest for a poem about Martin Luther King Jr. But I lost. My teacher’s comment on my poem noted that it didn’t “make sense.” This is the same teacher who wrote on my report card, “I think your son is possessed.”