Jaime Guerra

Rookie (Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic)

Shadows - Poem by Jaime Guerra

The man forbade me to go out
He says I'm sick, not allowed
to get out of bed either.
I keep staring at the insignificant shadows in my room.

That's the word he uses
when he talks about me.
I think I know what it means

Shadows are insignificant in thickness
they don't exist in the air
they just cover the surface of things;
the grass, the street, the earth.
Ice creams dipped in chocolate.

Night is the biggest shadow I know.
The man says I'm scared to death of the night
but I know it's just a shadow
lying on the surface of things.

I know I'm right because
I can see the stars.

Comments about Shadows by Jaime Guerra

  • (9/8/2005 2:45:00 PM)

    It made me remember The Enduring Chill by Flannery O'Connors. I can not think of a better compliment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 8, 2005

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