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Cayucos

Eduardo C. Corral

^{boats used by African emigrants to reach Spanish islands}

A girl asleep beneath a fishing net

Sandals the color of tangerines

Off the coast of Morocco

A moonlit downpour, God's skeleton

Bark, dory, punt, skiff

"Each with a soul full of scents"

Day after day spent shaping

A ball of wax into a canary

Little lamp, little lamp

The word "contraband" arrived

In English in the 16th century via Spanish

Throw your shadow overboard

Proverbs, blessings scratched into wood

The tar of my country better than the honey of others

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Lines Written During My Second Pandemic

^{after Franca Mancinelli}

All water flows toward loneliness.
Loneliness is a black eye, a gleaming pit.
We have yet to split loneliness like an atom.
Loneliness arrives on a leash of scorpions.
In my skull, loneliness opens like a parachute.
It’s illegal to chain loneliness to a fence.

Eduardo C. Corral

2022

To Francisco X. Alarcón (1954–2016)

You made tomatoes laugh
& warned me
some words die in cages.

I met you first in the desert.

You burned sage, greeted,
each of the four directions
with plumed syllables.

Eduardo C. Corral

2020

All the Trees of the Field Shall Clap Their Hands

^{Josefa Segovia was tried, convicted & hanged on July 5, 1851, in Downieville, California, for killing an Anglo miner, a man who the day before had assaulted her.}

Are the knees & elbows

Eduardo C. Corral

2016

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Cayucos

More by this poet

Lines Written During My Second Pandemic

To Francisco X. Alarcón (1954–2016)

All the Trees of the Field Shall Clap Their Hands

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