Liberatore Suffoletta

Rookie - 8 Points (July 2,1948 / Pettorano Sul Gizio, L'Aquila, Abruzzi, Italy)

Che Guevara's Midsummer Night's Dream - Poem by Liberatore Suffoletta

On a boat I heard
the moist slap of bare feet,
and foresaw faces dark with hunger
My heart was a pendulum
Between her and the ocean
I don't know what strength broke me free
From her eyes
What tore me
Loose from her arms
She remained loaded by tears
Her anguish hidden by the rain
I knew I was powerless to help her
This poor old woman, who,
Only a month ago waited tables
Wheezing like a coal miner
Trying to live with dignity
In her dying eyes there was a plea
For forgiveness
for solace now vanished.
Just as her body will soon be lost;
In the great mystery that surrounds us
Clowns riding on a crippled planet
Called 'Earth'
All we encompass, all we radiate
Lovers of the ocean
Born in apple groves
Faces tragic and haunting
speaking of comrades
who mysteriously
And were said to be hidden somewhere
at the bottom of the sea
On one of the coldest days of my life
a day, that also made me feel closer to all
to this strange, for me anyway,
human race.
How is it possible to feel nostalgia
for a world I never knew?
How can a civilization that built this
be destroyed to build this…?
Tell death to go to hell.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 28, 2009

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