Tuesday, March 04, 2008
apostrophe to the recently dead
no one held you
cheek to cheek in comforting arms.
you didn't wait for that poetic right time
when it's ok to let go,
your family reconciled to separation,
bring it on.
your after death comes after lies
lie after lie after lie after life.
let someone else's loved ones
let someone else's loved ones fight for
let someone else's lives disappear for
let someone else's children volunteer.
it's all right ma, the songster sang,
i'm only dying.
it's not all right.
not all right.
*Foto ©2005, the night we mourned our 2000th dead U.S. soldier and read names of dead civilians who got in our way. Now the counts grow from 4000 up. On the United States side. Uncounted dead, maimed, orphaned on the other side. They did not go gentle. Support our troops--bring them home.
QEPD raúlrsalinas. I shot this photo at the 1974 Flor Y Canto held at the University of Southern California. Next week I plan to have more of these historic images cleaned up and posted at the Flor Y Canto page at readraza.com. I'll include a photo of a fellow wearing a carpa that sounds just like this reminiscence Juan Felipe Herrera wrote, in his eulogy for salinas, "i sat in the center row, dressed in a tzotzil tunic i had brought back from chiapas in ‘70". Dang, raza, we were so young back then, que no?
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