Best Carlos Poems

What shames death, more than a man who refuses to die once born?
So much so that when death claims, the aim is unknown, 
When the...

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In the eye of the hurricane, Translation of Carlos Bousono’s poem : En el ojo del hurracan

(Ninth in the collection : Metafora del Desafuero, published...

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Metaphor of outrage, Translation of Carlos Bousono’s poem : Metafora del desafuero

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Fear of God, Translation of Carlos Bousono’s poem, Miedo de Dios

(The second and fourth lines of these quatrains all end in the same rhyme, a...

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Watch this Hispanic street punk
Furiously drive home his prayer
Frowning and sweating Latin funk
While the blond hippie shakes down her hair...

Santana at Woodstock, 1969 on U-Tube...

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They called me white cheese,
I was there,
to put a flower in my hair.
No experience can compare,
for five long years.
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JEEZ LOUISE I DIN'T THINK I'D WIN, I HAVEN'T GOT A THING WRITTEN ON PAPE 
OH WAIT, I THINK I HAVE A FEW SQUARES OF...

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Irene....My Mother and I.

I cannot believe I am her daughter!
She always dressed in the very best taste.
Very little jewelry, conservative
dresses, no slacks, are you kidding?
A...

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Dancing

Dance, dance,
your heart is dancing,
your hair is dancing,
your eyes are dancing,
and I,
I hold you in my arms,
my dancer,
with you scent of honey and lemon.
The music...

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Spirits float and glide
on the notes of the Native flute
echoing off the canyon walls
resounding through the pine scented forests
cascading over crystal falls
dulcet tones soft as...

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Baila, baila,
querida, tu corazón baila,
tu pelo baila,
tus ojos bailan,
y yo, cerca de ti,
yo te tengo en mis brazos,
querida,
con tu olor de naranjas y  miel.
La...

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Laura Tonon was her name, at the new school my only true friend per se
Astonishingly she’d taken to me, offered to help with my English...

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To a perfectly perfect stranger
met on a time on the river bank
I asked a simple question,
“How should I live my life 
and live life to...

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It was January 5, the Three Kings Day Eve, in a country between the mountains of Puerto Rico.  There was a little boy named...

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supporting the anti-communists in 
the Soviet Union from
1944 to 1989---
supporting al-Za’im in Syria in
1949---
installing Shah Mohammed Reza 
Pahlevi in 1953 Iran---
supporting Colonel Carlos Castillo 
Armas...

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