Daisies brings to an end this most recent poetic stage. I composed it for Rachel, my wife. She knows why and how it came to be. Rachel understands its meaning and hidden clues, and that’s all that matters. –Luis S. González-Acevedo
by luis s. gonzález-acevedo
wading through grassy meadows
stumbling through crowds of daisies
“daisy, daisy…” is their echo
as my fingertips caress these florid ladies
but one… she whispers in my ear “i’m rachel”
so I beg her to know more… “please tell”
my heart cannot resist pounding like a bell
as she indulges my curiosity with the sweetness of her smell
but wait! is it rachel? is it belle? –forgetful calamity of calamities
no worries… all the same… she may be rachel, but her face resembles belle
Plot: A dove searches for the mortal who will become immortal and a god. When found, he will take a cloud as a pen and a tear as ink so that he can paint a woman’s face –possibly yours– on the meadow and sea.
Tear as ink and
with his hand paint
your face on the meadow and
your hair on the sea.
Original Verses: (Spanish)
Lágrima por tinta y
con su mano pintar
tu pinta en el prado y
tu cabello en el mar.
Poet’s Comments: One of my favorite approaches to writing poetry is allowing the poem as much plot as a poem can have. In this, I’m influenced by the classics. From time to time, I enjoy merging reality and fantasy without flinching.