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Two Poems I Will Never Forget

Posted in Culture, Et cetera by akacocolopez on November 24, 2008

Who Burns for the Perfection of Paper

Martín Espada

At sixteen, I worked after high school hours
at a printing plant
that manufactured legal pads:
Yellow paper
stacked seven feet high
and leaning
as I slipped cardboard
between the pages,
then brushed red glue
up and down the stack.
No gloves: fingertips required
for the perfection of paper,
smoothing the exact rectangle.
Sluggish by 9 PM, the hands
would slide along suddenly sharp paper,
and gather slits thinner than the crevices
of the skin, hidden.
The glue would sting,
hands oozing
till both palms burned
at the punch clock.

Ten years later, in law school,
I knew that every legal pad
was glued with the sting of hidden cuts,
that every open law book
was a pair of hands
upturned and burning.

 

SOLEDAD– tato laviera

people talk about loneliness

 

is only sexual companinoship

that’s soon forgotten

 

people talk about solitude

beneath its seven layers

nobody can talk about solitude

 

and soledad

 

well, there is no english

translation

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