granma for poetry
forgive me, poetry, for helping you understand that you're not made of words alone.--roque dalton
Saturday, October 27, 2012
CORN(QUISTADORS) @ THE OFI PRESS
One of my poems at the OFI PRESS an international journey of poetry (an excerpt):
Little fireflies that still burn 500 years after
Cortés/ the great fornicator
Cortés turns in his blue beard/
turns in his moist and burning bush
turns beneath his wife Doña Marina’s
breasts I remember your breasts
I remember your nipples like two eagles
perched on a cactus 500 years after
your breasts are two soldiers standing at attention
saluting NAFTA the great fornicator
500 years after I remember
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