Long Blanco Poems

The Amistad Mutiny

Slavery, a dirty word no matter how it’s pronounced:
Abducted and herded to the slave fortress of Lomboko1 for trade.
To be tossed in chains below deck on the Portuguese ship Tecora,2
Sailing the Atlantic Middle...

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See problems they no worry Timothy
He was raised by his Great Grandmother
One day she taught him
Miho you can make life beautiful or ugly
Work hard, find a woman who has a strong back
Beauty fades it doesn’t...

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h when i was truth i fell
drew boy i grew up
still def still be a cre4ators tool
wipers for the pain tears drop
fear not, fret no baby worrys from the devil. whispers on my ear xrtays...

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Der Wald ist ruhiger geworden,
auch in dem Tal ist Stille eingekehrt.
Die Bäume hüllen sich in Schweigen und warten auf das
erste, leise Weiß.
Vereinzelt ziehen Elstern ihre Kreise 
und ein paar Krähen rufen durch die Zweige, 
ihr...

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A racist white man’s vehicle broke down
in the middle
of the blackest pride side of Motown

He scratched his red neck double chin 
in Appalachian drawl dismay;
perplexed at having a little Aryan problem
of not being “Black Tie...

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Polar theology
Cold-hearted hate-based belief
Frigid permafrost principles of sub-zero greed
Rigid igloo authority
Ice fortress border policy
Snow mountain wall ain’t color passage easy

Refrigerator thought orthodoxy:
Sunflower faces were born to spit shine eternally
Void shoe box coffin space ... crypt...

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Y entonces aquí estoy -
y aquí en blanco me veo,
mi piel -la nevada de medianoche
donde ya nadie me atraviesa 
con sus huellas, y sus huellas negras.
Y aquí entonces estoy sola,
la madrugada me canta desinhibida.
Ella canta...

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When time has come... / Wenn die Zeit gekommen ist... / Cuando ha llegado el momento...

When time has come to say good-bye
to leave this earth in time,
then let me rest under a sad cypress
close to...

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Encuéntrame en mi suspiro del Viejo San Juan

Llévame por la mano al camino de pierdas
Deja que el sol dirija nuestro caminar . . .
La espuma blanca que sube y trae sonrisas y lagrimas
La protección de...

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White Wine Emparado Sun Shine ( 2007 )

The frosted glass
Trickles in the shade
Little rivulet’s marking times smiling
Hazy cool sips
Of the second bottle
Shared with talk and laughter
While Costa Del Blanca heat
Bakes the dust devils
Dancing at the...

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Four hours till the drop time is standing still
As I mentally prepare myself gotta watch for the cops
I hear the spirit still
Baby we could be like the fox and the hound
Because let's be honest it's...

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My name is Don Quixote Del La Mancha.
I am a knight in the coat of arms 
Give me a lance, give me a sword, and give me a steed
Where is the king in all of...

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(One of my rare attempts at macaronic writing--the reasons for it may be found in the context of the poem.  Only a smattering of knowledge of Spanish is needed)

Madre de Dios! Morning already?
The mud,...

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Inspired by the Story of Silvestre Martinez, Jr ( RIP) 
Helped by Adrian Blanco


Can you hear me when I cry 
When I pray for you at night. 
I wish you were here 
And it just...

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Que tal te mi querida? 
Tal vez ta pensa tu comigo ahora, 
ta tembla na beso amarga del viento amihan, 
con labio azul, 
posiblemente ta pensa tu de mi suffrimiento dentro del jaula de soledad,...

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In the lover's tongue's
they call them romantic 
languages for their own sake

Escucho tu susurro amor
I hear your love whisper

Her Spanish tongue trills,
a lingual click on her
ivory teeth reminiscent of
glossy blanco castanets

Her billowing blouse, a hint...

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When will i become the next governor?
some people like you,
why some hate you.
You work as a coline to those who want it,
clasp in the blanco of darkness.
••••
How do you work in the office of inspired...

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"...Tell me it's true, 
we're everything we remember,
tell me memories never fail us, tell me
we take them with us, that I'll take you
with me, and you'll take me...'
    --Richard Blanco, "Questioning my...

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¿Que tratas de esconder 
mi querido payasito?
Si se que tras ese disfraz 
de alegríahay un llanto en 
tus ojitos.

Nunca sientas tener que fingir, 
pues yo 
te veo y te acepto tal y como eres 
y...

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En lucha saliste del polvo
Con ìmpetu mostraste valor y poder
En intentos no comiste ni dormiste
Era acero, visión, nada más

Todo un correr, un deprisa
En el alma siempre el pesado reloj
Eras el fuego entre luces y sombras
La...

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él era como un animal, sin embargo providente
amistoso y al mismo tiempo dar y recibir 
Todavía me estaba recuperando del trance
de la liberación de mis pensamientos
solo en blanco y loco
sus dedos estaban en los arbustos...

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él era como un animal, sin embargo providente
amistoso y al mismo tiempo dar y recibir 
Todavía me estaba recuperando del trance
de la liberación de mis pensamientos
solo en blanco y loco
sus dedos estaban en los arbustos...

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Perfecto
Es aquel en cual no se enojaba 
Aunque de palabras se llenaba, jamás las hablaba
Es aquel que jamás temía 
Aunque talves lo sentía, jamás se imponía 
Y eso yo admiro

Bello
Es cuando lo de adentro es...

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High in the Andes
Under blankets of cloud
There is God’s kingdom
Where tourist crowd.

Walls of stone 
Reminder of past.
Line the streets 
Where people pass.

The buildings lay 
Brown with age;
Blending into hills
But still center stage.

Climbing Pukamuqu
A tiring feat,
For...

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Something in the newspaper that I saw
I have to say, it made my blood run cold,
and I had never noticed it before
but just confirmed that I am getting old.
The latest music chart, the top twenty,
for...

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