Thursday, January 5, 2012


for Anita

you've taught me words
foreign to my tongue
pacquete, sobre
I knew gracias, buenas días, and caballo
one too fast broke
mucho

how can I know what is
foreign to me?
that night when your name urged prayer
I thought husband not
hijo

how can I know what is
foreign to me?
lives and hearts and dreams
shattered
tears and pain and grief
intact

how can I know what is
foreign to me?
last night when your name urged prayer
I thought esperanza
not
despair


(9/2001)

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