from Haiku of a Day
Tender willow,
almost gold, almost amber,
almost light...
*
The geese on their
clay trumpets sound
false alarms.
*
Although he never stirs from home
the tortoise, like a load of furniture,
jolts down the path.
*
Restore to the bare bough,
nocturnal butterfly,
the dry leaves of your wings!
*
The brilliant moon
working through its web
keeps the spider awake.
Translated by Samuel Beckett
About Me
- Eduardo C. Corral
- Eduardo C. Corral is a CantoMundo fellow. He holds degrees from ASU and the Iowa Writers' Workshop. His work has appeared or is forthcoming in Beloit Poetry Journal, jubilat, New England Review, Ploughshares, Poetry, and Post Road. His work has been honored with a "Discovery"/The Nation award and residencies from The MacDowell Colony and Yaddo. He has served as the Olive B. O'Connor Fellow in Creative Writing at Colgate University and as the Philip Roth Resident in Creative Writing at Bucknell University. He's the interview editor for Boxcar Poetry Review. He won the 2011 Yale Series of Younger Poets competition.
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Thanks for these. I just went and took down my "Anthology of Mexican Poetry" to find more. Wonderful stuff.
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