In memoriam: Mario V. Bolasco
The manner of leaving
Would have pleased him
No fuss
The grace of sudden death
If his Beloved’s reading
Is true
Then he must have divined
A secret of journeys
In his pursuit of a logic
Of mediations in processes
Of revolution and counter-revolution
Of mind
And act
Individuals and mass movements
Exploding skies and volcanoes
Interconnectng
Fascinatng yet disturbing his soul
As clues to bending history
As parallax views of freedom and
Future
Something he found that assumed
His dying
In the fine Quality of his probings
His ritual of study and style of heart
That released him to a struggle for justice
A bluesteel weapon of intellect of toiling
People
Against their class enemies
That humbled him to be worthy
Of peace and a surprise of heaven
That perhaps is a simple way of
Loving
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful! The language is great!