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Toasting my funerals away, Spring 2006 by Gabriel Aresti Jr.

Wednesday, May 4th, 2011

We are celebrating that spring came over and we did not even make a move
Move, he says to me, we need to keep moving
We’re moving, the ground is moving behind our feet
You know what I’m gonna do when I am older?
Nuclear weapons
I’m gonna do nuclear weapons
I’m gonna do nuclear weapons with geraniums
See those geraniums how [...]

A couple of announcements

Friday, March 25th, 2011

First, Torrey House Press, which recently sponsored a contest for nature-themed fiction focused on the Colorado Plateau, is sponsoring also a creative literary nonfiction contest.  Torrey House calls for nonfiction that shows their judges “the power of the Colorado Plateau.”  The deadline is May 21.  Essays can be long, up to 10,000 words.  Entry fee [...]

Every Step I Take by Gabriel Aresti Jr.

Wednesday, March 16th, 2011

Five hours feeling happiness
I have been walking for five hours.
I got off the subway five hours ago.
I kept on walking with the city on my back
Streets becoming tracks
Tracks becoming old dry creeks
Creeks steep
Climbing to the top of one
Then making my way back
Five hours feeling happiness.
Five hours getting numb
Five hours leaving real life down there in [...]

Mountalogue by Gabriel Aresti Jr.

Tuesday, March 15th, 2011

I know this sounds stupid but but
I can’t help it
It is good for my health
My mental health
You understand what I’m saying, don’t you?
The range goes deep into the horizon
It’s been snowing for days
I’m cold comfortable cold
Nobody was coming on the track
It was only me
White to both my sides
White front
White back
Light
I keep following the track
I keep [...]

Mi tierra y mi hogar (with translation) by Gabriel Aresti Jr.

Wednesday, August 18th, 2010

Déjame que te cuente cómo me compré esta casa
Verás
Habíamos visto ya cuarenta y nueve pisos en dos meses
Algunos vacíos
Otros recién abandonados, con frascos de colonia
Aún expuestos en el baño y un añejo olor a tabaco
En las paredes desconchadas.
Otros seguían repletos de vida, con fotos enmarcadas
Mientras tú intentabas prestar atención a la chica de la inmobiliaria.
Era [...]

Winners of WIZ’s 2010 Spring Poetry Runoff Contest

Monday, May 10th, 2010

As everyone probably knows, the winner of the Spring Poetry Runoff’s Most Popular Vote Award is Karen Kelsay for her poem, “Waiting for Spring.”  In fact, Karen’s fans filled the top three spots with her poems, all of which, as I’ve noted before, have lovely minstrel qualities.  “Waiting for Spring” exhibits not only Karen’s trademark [...]

“What the Mormons Taught Me About Spring and More” by Gabriel Aresti Jr.

Monday, April 12th, 2010

I was getting cold feeling bored going down the road again
This was yesterday
But I like to use the past simple tense so it looks even further away
So I told my girlfriend
I think I’m going through a brand new crisis
What crisis?
She sat up and smiled as wide as she could
That kind of crisis, you know
That kind [...]

“Nospringland” by Gabriel Aresti Jr.

Friday, April 2nd, 2010

There is a poem about spring
That I read
Every time you kill
It tells
About rebirth
And joy and peace
It’s sad that we no longer share
The eyes
To read it in the same way.
You forgot it.
You forgot we were brothers.
You forgot about springs.
You say you kill to free
A land
Where springs
No longer
Blossom
In your eyes.
We no longer share those eyes.
There is no [...]

“Spring-Eh-Field” by Gabriel Aresti Jr.

Thursday, March 25th, 2010

Naturally we’re turning romantic
I guess it’s age
But maybe we were just like this
From the very beginning.
Spring it’s coming, see the birds,
She says,
I say
Yeah, spring is close
It’s the greatest time of the year
She says,
I say,
Yeah, mine too.
But I can’t help but keep on
Thinking what the heck
Has to do spring
With my favourite team’s winning streak.
I guess it’s [...]