agosto 12, 2016 by Jennifer Coreas

BLESSING THE POET: R.

“Soy de mis 17 años,
Porque me gusta andar en bicicleta
Porque me siento alegre,
Como el amanecer.”
“I come from my 17 years,
because I like to ride my bike
because I feel content,
like the dawn”
R. Amaya

May your killer remember
the pallor of your skin as you fell
the temperature of your blood on his palms,
your dead weight in his arms.

May your killer miss
the bell of your bike in the early mornings
the abundant bread of its basket
the smell of the sweet dough.

May your killer visit
the place of your birth
the family you left
the many girlfriends you kissed.

May your killer taste
the coffee you had on the weekends
the happiness of your friends
the tears and smiles of your house.

May your killer remember
the 17 years of your life
the whirl of your pedalling feet as you left—
the poetry in your hands.

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R. Amaya nos dejó poesía. En su pieza, habla de la tradición del pan dulce con café por las tardes, del trabajo y la tranquilidad en San Miguel y sobre su vida en una colonia con «sonrisas y lágrimas.»
R., participante del programa Soy poeta, fue asesinado recientemente.

Extendemos nuestro más sentido pésame a su familia y amigos. Honramos su vida y su poesía a través de esta pieza.