If it were the hour of the bird
you’d open and know
the eternal moment
—Orides Fontela
(translated by Chris Daniels)
...hoodwinked into eating
at a big red restaurant
full of white people
and waiters & waitresses
who insisted we order
way more than we wanted...
...extra spring rolls (free)
for the tableful of nuns...
...he stops [as always]
to examine the dead
pigeon; reckons it
could be what’s left
of the howling from
the night before...
But what use is the bird?
—Orides Fontela
(translated
by Chris Daniels)
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