two posts in one day! I have spent way too much time on computers today. but here are a couple poems I wrote for class here. another way to understand Nicaragua...
on street corners
it is like laughing:
like each car is exploding from it’s belly, bursting
forward proudly it’s uncomfortable truths
in an open-mouthed, unforgiving exultation of existence,
claiming life simply
because it can
and then it is like spilling,
as voices drift upward
bend outward
and bodies speak
the things I have always been taught to keep silent.
En un baño, a medionoche
Armadas con una escoba,
gritamos y saltamos.
Ella golpea la tierra
y yo río,
como matando cucarachas
se convierte en un baile.
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These are really sweet, Rachel! Very physical & vivid.
ReplyDeleteI hope your time as an election observer goes well--what an honor to be a witness at this historic moment in El Salvador. Please tell us all about it when you get back!