Archive for the ‘The Tijuana Book of the Dead’ Tag
All Souls Dragonfly — Infrared Image by kenne
November in the Sonoran Desert.
Land of indigenous cultures
Whose names are true to nature.
Ghosts whose shadows grow wings
Standing in the graveyard
That has become a holy vortex.
The owls of the night carry
Voices whispering death is alive.
Dragonflies rest on dead stems only
To fly away, circle, and come back
Recognizing all the souls of the dead.
— kenne
(Inspired by lines in Luis Alberto Urrea’s The Tijuana Book of the Dead)
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Sonoran Desert Moonscape — Image by kenne
. . . listen like a mountain
listen like saguaros listening
to cactus wrens, coyotes, night
owl: listen like the owl
listen like the owl’s prey
jittery in rocks beneath bighorn’s
clocking feet: listen to the clock
listen to time, listen
to rattler’s warning maracas
listen, like the culebra, with
your tongues . . .
listen
carnales listen
to the hymn of it, the lie of it, the
prayer of it, the voices
singing our names: listen
it’s our story, it’s our song,
you’ve got to hear it —
listen.
— from Listen, by Luis Alberto Urrea
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