Sunday, July 29, 2007

Sunday Poetry: Sandra Cisneros

You Called Me Corazon

That was enough
for me to forgive you.
To spirit a tiger
from its cell.

Called me corazon
in that instant before
I let go the phone
back to its cradle.

You voice small.
Heat of your eyes,
how I would've place
my mouth on each.

Said corazon
and the word blazed
like a branch of jacaranda.

Sandra Cisneros


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sandra Cisneros is just great!

5:17 PM  

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