Showing posts with label NaPoWriMo2012. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NaPoWriMo2012. Show all posts
Monday, April 30, 2012
*Yapa
April Thirtieth,
My baby's Twenty First month of life
Celebrated with his drawing
Celebrated circles, eyes, zigzags, coherent lines, dots
I cannot say when he started, few months ago?
But like all in his development
Suddenly you focus your attention, and there it is
The proof of coordination
Of meaning
Of intent
For the untrained eye
This section of the greater drawing is unintelligible
For the parent's eye
There is life in it
I share the life in him and in his drawing
Today, last day of this year's get-your-poet-out-of-the-woodwork
Tomorrow, first day in May, celebration for workers day
We will be celebrating with our baby art worker
"And thanks for all the fish"
*yapa = Argentinean for "an extra one, free, as an act of kindness"
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Cravings
Clouds, rains and colds.
Subtle ways for Spring
To make us crave for Summer
Labels:
NaPoWriMo2012,
night
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Anguish
The night
Awakes my baby with tears.
No apparent cause
Just tears.
Alone he was
Wet in tears.
On my chest he rests
Full in tears.
We are born alone
He says in tears.
Dadai, cuddle me:
They are gone those fears.
Labels:
infant,
NaPoWriMo2012,
Nico
Friday, April 27, 2012
Number Nine
27, 18, 36, 09, 72 multiples of number nine
An old numbers trick around number nine
Add the two digits to get number nine
Always, number nine
An old numbers trick around number nine
Add the two digits to get number nine
Always, number nine
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Amarilla / Yellow
"te regalo una flor
que encontré en el camino"
cantaba Nico mientras cortaba una flor del jardín
extendiendo su manita,
sus ojitos dulces,
su voz que repetía
Pápa!
que encontré en el camino"
cantaba Nico mientras cortaba una flor del jardín
extendiendo su manita,
sus ojitos dulces,
su voz que repetía
Pápa!
"I give you a flower
that I found by the road"
sang Nico while picking a flower from the yard
reaching with his little hand
with his soft eyes
with his voice repeating
Pappa!
Labels:
Colors,
NaPoWriMo2012,
Nico
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
discussions around a cup of coffee
an argument in its right
rebukes an opposing thought
crossing each other in the night
rebukes an opposing thought
crossing each other in the night
Labels:
Argentina,
mind,
NaPoWriMo2012
Monday, April 23, 2012
Monday
is it Monday a day,
or the wish of a new begining,
or the bad consequence of a good weekend?
or the wish of a new begining,
or the bad consequence of a good weekend?
Labels:
Colors,
NaPoWriMo2012,
night,
Self
Sunday, April 22, 2012
drops of rain
my son
confused by the feeling of wet and cold
and Cold was the word He recently learned
and Cold got tagged also to the rain
and his mind is swirling
and his eyes
squinting
He met the rain today
more like He was annoyed by itconfused by the feeling of wet and cold
and Cold was the word He recently learned
and Cold got tagged also to the rain
and his mind is swirling
and his eyes
squinting
Labels:
NaPoWriMo2012,
Nico
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Friday, April 20, 2012
appropriations
decisions of State
will never be questioned
arbitrary or not
Labels:
Argentina,
NaPoWriMo2012
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
noche
el dulce sueño
del niñito dormido
endulza la noche
sweet dream
by little boy asleep
sweetens night
Labels:
NaPoWriMo2012,
Nico
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Power of Radio
three women share
with courage, integrity and humanity
Labels:
death,
Healing,
NaPoWriMo2012,
Radio
Sunday, April 15, 2012
dreams
he sleeps on the floor
breathing rhythmically lips parted
little prince dreaming
from tonights visiting poet, mi sweet wife
Labels:
infant,
NaPoWriMo2012,
Nico
Saturday, April 14, 2012
imagine
all around me all
my friends are having babies
one, two, three, surprise
all around me all
my boy and my wife
and i imagine us
image: robert-doisneau-1943-le-remorqueur-du-champ-de-mars
Labels:
infant,
NaPoWriMo2012,
Nico
Friday, April 13, 2012
icecicles
lost for two days
phone found in the freezer
was winter in spring
Labels:
Colors,
NaPoWriMo2012
Thursday, April 12, 2012
delicias
las manitas gordas
junto con su voz ronquita
juegan con la guitarra
his chunky hands
along with his husky voice
play on the guitar
Labels:
Colors,
infant,
NaPoWriMo2012,
Nico
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
nite nite
first come the stories
then the songs, note after note
in my arms sleeps a boy
Labels:
infant,
music,
NaPoWriMo2012,
Nico
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