Poem… gorumna island, ireland

 

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gorumna island, ireland

–june 18, 2019–
gorumna island, county galway, ireland

by Luis S. González-Acevedo

on gorumna island, i spent my days
greeting the tides
with my eyes in a daze.
on gorumna island, i spent my days
bidding the same tides farewell
hours after their swell.
on gorumna island, i spent my days
entranced by the spell
as the setting sun sang, “my boy, all is well.”

gorumna island, ireland will appear in a future book of poems and stories (release date | July 2020)–


 

Poem: ¿what inspires me?

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¿what inspires me?

by luis s. gonzález-acevedo

–december 31, 2018–
méxico city, méxico


island mountains against my small existence
a palm tree’s sensual sway
and the atlantic nights that drown my arrogance

caribbean breezes hissing through banana leaves their say
and the nostalgia of their vital scent from far away

the scorching sun against my skin over warm sands
while sea waves season me with foam and salt
and the way guava ignites the ocean’s salivary glands

the little frogs’ shrill song followed by their indiscretions
the moon’s kiss of rum and sugarcane
and night’s surrender to coffee passions:
the sweet and bitter darkness that humid skies can’t tame


Nature: Word of the Divine | La Naturaleza: Palabra de lo Divino

nature red forest leaves
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Nature is the word of the Divine. The faithful should be horrified with its destruction –as if sacred scriptures were in flames.


La naturaleza es la palabra de lo Divino. Los fieles deberían llenarse de horror con su destrucción –como si escrituras sagradas estuvieran en llamas.

–Luis S. González-Acevedo