Poem… Mystical World of Hayuya

Mystical World of Hayuya

(translation|modification of Mundo Místico de Hayuya)

by Luis S. González-Acevedo

I hope to take you to another world,
enveloped and drowned in haze;
and immerse you in the deep
of its sky and sea of foam.

It’s a land of enchantment:
where winged sheep fly
and serpents provoke no fears.
Under a splendorous star,

the realm will possess you fondly.
The subsky is strawberry,
clouds dress with cotton,
and every day is a surprise.

In its center, a town sleeps.
Mountains surround it.
With its eyes, it wants to see me
and hold you in its heart.

¡Come! Abandon this foreign land
that you can’t call yours.
I’ll be El Cid and you… My Queen
Our empire… Green-Hayuya


–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–



 

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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


Poem: Mystical World of Hayuya

Poem: Mystical World of Hayuya (translation of Mundo Místico de Hayuya)

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Mystical World of Hayuya

(translation of Mundo Místico de Hayuya)

by Luis S. González-Acevedo

I hope to take you to another world,
enveloped and drowned in haze;
and immerse you in the deep
of its sky and sea of foam…

…the realm will possess you fondly.
The subsky is strawberry,
clouds dress with cotton,
and every day is a surprise.

In its center, a town sleeps.
Mountains surround it.
With its eyes, it wants to see me
and hold you in its heart…

 

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