although you left us how many books?
still, we struggle to find the words
to express our loss.
querido amigo, Rudolfo
gracias por la maestria y todo lo que hicistes
por nuestra gente y nuestro pueblo.
siempre al orden, cumplites con tu deber y lo mandado.
ahora puedes descansar o seguir hechandole punta al lapiz.
nos vemos en la vuelta, hermano.
Like a Good Golden Drink
the sun went down this evening
as Ultima peered at us
her eyes shimmering
like reflections on glass
while constellations swirled
in a pool of carp,bosque leaves
and rusted cans in a heap of recuerdos
we sat in a circle contemplating
life’s concentric forces
and how we set out in one direction
and the universe gives us a boot in the ass
and sends us reeling back towards another
we gather in a sacred space
where the duende resides in solitude
welcoming us with a shot of tequila
Patrocinio’s wood carving on the fireplace mantle
stands like an astronaut suited up
and ready to lead us out towards
worlds unknown
undiscovered
someone leaves the room
and we are shocked back
into the reality of another day down
another evening coming on
—levi romero, poet y professor
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