Crashed Angel Full of Lice

I saw a crashed angel
full of lice,
and a priest who wouldn’t see him.

Someone (a girl of nine, perhaps) screamed,
“You dunghill of a man, help him!
Don’t you see he’s dying?”

But the angel was judged filthy,
too unprofitable, too un-helpable, not holy at all—
Heaven needed none of his broken ribs.

I ran to get help,
climbed a fence between two houses,
and bumped into a little girl:

she was as mean as a goose, and
dressed in the same color
for Sunday Mass…
But her brothers had wetted all the white
with red liquid pieces of her,
and were watching her dry on the clothesline.

Decades later,
after tongue dancing to
“The Song of Despair”,
I write the hurt of a filthy angel,
while wondering about vacant-eyed boys
and their air-dried sister goose.

NaPoWriMo with Magaly Guerrero, Day 1 – The Birth of Your Art: “Base your first poem on the first work of art that inspired your creative addiction.”
My love for reading and writing fiction began after experiencing Gabriel García Márquez’s “A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings” and Horacio Quiroga’s “The Decapitated Chicken”. Poetry came much later, through the words of Pablo Neruda; particularly, Memoirs and Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair.

from the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads and NaPoWriMo 2015

A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings


The Birth of Your Art

What’s your artistic poison? I’m addicted to words. If I could have married them, I would have been Mrs. Letters for years. My affair with fiction was inspired by Gabriel García Márquez’s “A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings” and “The Decapitated Chicken”, by Horacio Quiroga. I read those short stories and I knew I would never be able to live without words and tales and books… and people who find joy in the same.

My poetry love came much later. I found it within the pages of Pablo Neruda’s Memoirs. Through his words, my Muse was convinced that poetry was more than the rhyming monster I had feared for so many years.

Pain and frustration also made me want to write stories and poems. Fiction touches life in ways reality can only dream of; and poetry digs just as deep, with fewer words.

So I fell in love with storytelling and poetry through the works of three writers, what inspired your art in the beginning? Base your first NaPoWriMo with Magaly Guerrero 2015 poem on the first work of art (written, sculpted, cooked, grown in your yard…) that inspired your creative addiction.

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A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings