So Much for Mañana - by
After twenty years in the mainland
/ Mother’s gone back to the Island
/ to let her skin
/ melt from her bones
/ under her native sun.
/ She…
After twenty years in the mainland
/ Mother’s gone back to the Island
/ to let her skin
/ melt from her bones
/ under her native sun.
/ She…
Thank you for being a woman
/ For having been born
/ To know the pain of childbirth;
/ For having nursed my mother’s breast
/ To know…
The moon keeps watch
/ and the child sleeps.
/ His head emerges from the covers
/ like a flower smiling at life.
/ His breath is like…
Thor Heyerdahl, en traust
/ og stillferdig
/ nordmann, som tenkte
/ sitt og ville
/
/ finne
/ ut om det
/ stemte – så han bygde seg en flåte
/ av balsa
/
/ på de…
Se state guardando una madre che dorme in poltrona
/ in un qualsiasi dopopranzo invernale
/ con il televisore temporaneamente spento
/ e con in casa…
Daughter, take this amulet
/ tie it with cord and caring
/ I’ll make you a chain of coral and pearl
/ to glow on your…
Zaslužuje pjesmu ova večernja šetnja.
/ Svjetlucanje aviona nad predgrađem
/ Dok u plavičastu tamu tone.
/ Varničenje žica nad trolejbusom.
/ Jedna je žena izgubila naušnicu
/ Sad se…
Our cries, she used to say
/ would scratch the moon’s windowpanes
/ and scrape the corners of tombstones which milked the moon
/
/ My mother…
My mother died in 2000 after she learned that all
/ the clocks and calendars had changed, and
/ possibly after she heard about…
All this last week I have been thinking
of my mother, thinking of her taking
up in her arms the creaking basket
of clothes, without pausing, up to the attic.
his mother pulls the linen
/ from the cord.
/ She flaps each sheet,
/ folds each vest.
/ Collars are starched,
/ skirts are dressed.
/ She is spit, she is…
In London
/ every now and then
/ I get this craving
/ for my mother’s food
/ I leave art galleries
/ in search of plantains
/ saltfish/sweet potatoes
/
/ I need this…