Poem… Christmas Tree

Christmas Tree

(translation|modification of Árbol Navideño)

by Luis S. González-Acevedo

In December, you’re dressed like a king
over a nourishing base of crystalline water;
and crowning you, we adorn you –Charlemagne– for Christmas Day.

In the North, the cold bewilders
while heavy snow falls ritually over Christmas trees.
The white cloaks protect green furs and repel winter’s lashing winds.

We all go out in search of our king with great excitement.
Cutting its trunk, we transport it to the palace,
crown it with a star, make it the sovereign of our lives,
and enthrone the monarch in its festive space.

–You can find the poem in Caribbean Poet, by Luis S. González-Acevedo or the original version in Spanish in Poemas Caribeños, por Luis S. González-Acevedo–


Poema… Árbol Navideño

Árbol Navideño

por Luis S. González-Acevedo

Árbol navideño, en diciembre te visten como rey
sobre una base nutriente de agua cristalina
y coronándote, te adornan –Carlomagno– en Christmas Day.

En el norte de este mundo, el frío desatina.
Cae la nieve en su ritual sobre el árbol navideño,
manto repelente de un viento que azotando trina.

Salen todos en busca de su rey con gran empeño.
Cortándole en el tronco, le transportan al palacio.
Lo coronan con estrella y del reino le hacen dueño,
entronizando al monarca en su majestuoso espacio.

–Puede encontrarlo en el poemario Poemas Caribeños, por Luis S. González-Acevedo o la traducción | modificación en inglés en Caribbean Poet, by Luis S. González-Acevedo–


Poema: el viajero

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el viajero

by luis s. gonzález-acevedo

–11 de diciembre de 2018–
springfield, ohio, usa

el viajero de sí pierde algo
lo entrega a quien visita y con el tiempo deja
de su cultura se convierte en heraldo.

lo perdido se transforma en riqueza
cuando de sus anfitriones recibe regalos
de amor y conocimiento
para que los atesore y con otros comparta.

Poem: the traveler

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the traveler

by luis s. gonzález-acevedo

–december 10, 2018–
springfield, ohio, usa

travelers lose a little something of themselves
to those they visit, then leave behind.
what is lost becomes a journey’s wealth
of gifts received in turn from hosts that unwind
the love and knowledge voyagers take along,
gifts they get to keep or share as they move on.

Poem: your snowman

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your snowman

by luis s. gonzález-acevedo

–september 30, 2018–
columbus, ohio, usa

snowflakes settled over ground
so your trembling hands could mold
a snowman in the winter’s cold.
my chills of life have left you spellbound.

i’m the multitude of flakes & crystals,
the frozen sculpture of your dreams.
but seasons pass, and my fate is dismal:
spring turns arctic sculptures into crumbling figurines.

¿what melting fear do spring birds trill?
¿will wicked time bring my demise?
the memories of my christmas love will forever chill
your new year’s tremors with flakes of falling ice.