Adobo Criollo Sergio Antonio Ortiz Rivera

Tanka # 49 if the poet writes  while he sleeps every verse  will be new insight  born into clouds and rainbows  till life and canto are one 

Tanka # 48 what if my sweat is tainted by the label foreigner when I walk the streets grief is a mouse who chooses the roof for his shy house for shelter

Tanka # 47 Put the dog face on let your teeth go corporate Burger King doesn’t mind. Get fat, forget, comply, and wait for heaven.  

Tanka #46 close the books  test your true talent visit the world gallery of back door perishes  store front brothels

Poem up at Flutter Poetry Journal

Sin titulo # IV Nuestros galanteos encendieron   la prisión de hojarasca, dos rinocerontes abriendo una boca tan socia y grande que cabíamos en ella. Tu y yo, cubos de azúcar húmedos.

On the Monotonous and Sedentary flesh crackles  and crumples on the bed  like the bee’s broken song waiting for a dream where skylarks announce  a new voyage  I’d say goodbye to dry plains  and humid twilights- the last petal of the last rose  to feel spring blossom once again

And in the End "the love you make is equal to the love you take" Hostile days due to sterile vigils — vampire eyes born from a bohemian life. A bitter taste in your mouth, and fog in your brain pass over, still no embrace. Fucked days. Wide streets dazed under the sun. Useless dirt between the tires of cars and buses, and a man perfumed, arrogant. In the end— and in the end — a mangy dog: poetry.

Tanka # 45 the wineskin dries must purge my lyrical stigma under a sculpted sky that gives form to the line and its enigma

Winter Death lies  face to face with my sadness waits for spring picks up the pieces of my joy and grief.  

Magic Oh magic, centrifugal current of intrinsically abounding headsprings. Water is liquid quartz, rock that is already flowing, shadow of the eternal minute immobile its fleeting.

Haiku vísteme de auroras que llego tarde a su piel

El Sur I envision a country without observers and spies or frightening police robbing children I envision a city with ocean wings and drunken salt southern cities new appearances in search of their antiquity

Aproximación Esta quietud que mora en la  imaginación  calma mi marginalidad, la viste de mujer para aproximarse al lago y cantarle boleros a los astros.

One More Shade of Gray There is a way lonely people twitch when they find out their friend has died.  I should know, he was a friend and I just can’t stop from crying. One more shade of gray to keep me blue.

Eros I Without stopping to calm your convulsions I take advantage of you spilled on my thighs and embrace II I undo your dream provide the answers but do not form you you break me open III I barely listen to your speech you have so many voices do not I know which one you are I look into your eyes and I raise my legs

Erótico I No me detengo a calmar tu temblor aprovecho que te has derramado entre mis muslos suspiras y me abrazas II Deshago tus sueños te digo las respuestas pero no te formo y me rompes III Apenas te escucho no sé quién eres son tantas tus voces miro a tus ojos y levanto las piernas

False Pride:  Tango Dancer You are the seductive arch of a bay without roots, a drop descending on the half-light, sustenance of magic footsteps at the moment of the suicide.  You dance with the white and silent breeze of AIDS where tango dancers take their stilettos for a stroll— broken-in Italian shoes— then burn their tongues nailed to a false pride.  I spit you, not once or twice but three times. You’re female and male neutered to frighten the children at local holidays, a simple invitation to dust .   

Tangueras Eres el seductor arco de una bahía sin raíces, la gota descendiendo   sobre la penumbra, sustento de mágicas pisadas a la hora del suicidio. Bailas con el blanco de la brisa silenciosa del SIDA donde todas las tangueras sacan a pasear sus zapatos italianos rotos y luego incineran sus leguas clavadas en el falso orgullo. Te escupo, una, dos, tres, veces. Eres hembra y macho castrado para asustar los niños en las fiestas patronales, una simple invitación al polvo .