Critique and Resolution in my America
I leave off from my own dreams for a brief intermission
to observe our world and our people
and how we intermingle.
Clumsy, disoriented, dismayed, little to no eye contact.
Absolutely distant in reverie.
In these parts we are in fear to lose.
So we never gain and
Could only complain to those few we do have.
If we overcome this little malady,
The losses and riches are just over the horizon.
and that horizon, how lovely is it?
The sky sinking beneath the sea
where all the liberated spirits yearn
Secure me under the veil of the night
so I can sink, like the sun.
For when I return I will illuminate the darkest corners of the soul
to reveal the mischievous children hiding behind our breasts.
Rafael Cazares's Other Poems
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Comments about this poem (Critique and Resolution in my America by Rafael Cazares )
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
- 04 Tongues Made Of Glass, Shaun Shane
- Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
- If, Rudyard Kipling
- The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
- Dreams, Langston Hughes
- I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, Maya Angelou
- Fire and Ice, Robert Frost
- Phenomenal Woman, Maya Angelou
- Annabel Lee, Edgar Allan Poe
- A Poison Tree, William Blake
Poem of the Day
- Soju, Ronald Chapman
- Lies and Deception, Eric Martinez
- 5.6.1940, Ewen Morrison
- World Leprosy Day يوم مرض الجذام العالمي, MOHAMMAD SKATI
- The Troubadour of Dawn, Terry Dawson
- Crystal, April Humason
- Blue Sunday Lane, Richard Allen Beevor
- Nolocaust, oskar hansen
- Finally doing It, Angell Afinowi
- Fighting a hard fight, Peter Strugnell