Nobody Yet Knows Who I Am Poem by Jose Garcia Villa

Nobody yet knows who I am,
Nor myself may;
Nor yet what I deal,
Nor yet where I lead.

But in my skull already bright,
And death in rose attire,
And in my mouth already star
And jewels firmly wrought.

And in my eyes a sweetness
Almost fierce as the sun,
And in my ears already music
Hearing the future kiss.

Yet myself knows myself not,
Is it I have forgotten?
Yet Finality is very near—
I rush, I run, I run!


(Published in Have Come Am Here 1942)