Saturday, December 10, 2016



I put my hands where my gloves wanted,
my face where my mask could reveal itself.
My only feat, not to be true, to lie
with the awareness that I am not telling the truth.

I have used the word love as a scalpel,
and then I have seen the greenish scar that remains
in the beloved and in the lover,
and the scar shines in these words, and in my gaze
I stroke the fleshy, thin edges of the scar.

Night passed, took my old statues,
erased the bubbling silence of conspirators,
heroes who lost their heroism at birth.

The great veil of the tropic, like a body adrift, falls upon us.
Falls with slow waves of insects, and heat is the obscene language
that licks the bodies of the living and the dead.

From the sea, the last birds return. From what face,
could I pull my mask to test the fabric of my life,
the great wrapping of what surrounds me?

Night sinks into faces, the tropics spread their hot, damp blankets
over my heart. A slow breathing of rotten water, a fresh sweetness
of toads, envelops everything. It's the fog of piety, the great religion
of disagreement with love and with massive explorations of hatred
turning on its veiled lamps, its veiled phrases, its veiled caresses.

I touch what corresponds, what feeds, what devours:
I caress the hardness and softness of other souls, not with my hands
but with my gloves, my phalanges of leather, my chamois nails explore truth
like bats flying out of a cave. I'm surprised. The waters of history 
come to my lips, they raise my eyes, are the proper breeding ground
for interrogating God from within.

The mask will transplant the face, gloves will oversee
the creation of hands, the lie will open a tunnel under what
we announce as real. Only then will my touch be more alive.

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Sergio A. Ortiz is a Puerto Rican poet and the founding editor of Undertow Tanka Review. He is a two-time Pushcart nominee, a four-time Best of the Web nominee, and 2016 Best of the Net nominee. 2nd place in the 2016 Ramón Ataz annual poetry competition, sponsored by Alaire Publishing House. He is currently working on his first full-length collection of poems, Elephant Graveyard. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sergio A. Ortiz es poeta puertorriqueño que escribe en inglés y español. Actualmente trabaja en su primera colección de poesía, Elephant Graveyard, Cementerio de Elefantes. Ha sido nominado al premio Pushcart en dos ocasiones, al Best of the Web en cuatro ocasiones, y al Best of the Net, 2016. 2do lugar Premio Ramón Ataz de Poesía, 2016. Sus poemas han aparecido, o están por aparecer, en revistas literarias como: Letralía, Chachala Review, The Accentos Review, Resonancias, por mencionar algunos.