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The Abandoned Drive-In
In the early 1970s between Anthony and Berino, New Mexico stood an abandoned drive-in theater. Still on the dilapidated marquee was a movie poster featuring a Spanish film to be shown on Sunday and featuring a dashing Mexican hero, a lover and a soldier. The theater is long gone.
Between Anthony and Berino
look. softly. and you will see
Amador Guerrero Domingo
on El Camino Real
in El Caballo Diablo
his shiny, jet-black Chevrolet
con much caballo de fuerza.
Listen. softly. you will hear
between Anthony and Berino
the dancer, guitara, and cantaor
Andulusian gypsies
in Nuevo Mexico, for
El Vaquero sin mucho dinero
Amador Guerrero Domingo.
There is no projectionist. never
were concessions. no big screen
between Anthony and Berino
only algodones and fruit, for
Amador Guerrero Domingo
Caballero Andante
El Marques del Camino Real.
Santuario
I
The Earth bows eastward.
las Montanas de
Sangre de Cristo
sink away from the sun
rise again for moon walkers.
II
The Earth bows eastward
rolling El Santuario
now in shadow, then in
blood.
III
Sin bows them downward
in the cell of mud.
Now they cup holy dirt, then
cast it, carefully, around
the foundations of their
houses.
VIENTO Y VADOS
Petroglyphs on Canyon Walls
Pictographs
Los Vagabundos Todos
Paso a Paso
Viento y Vados
Paean: Man in the Moon
Apollo thrust Neil Armstrong
onto the moon's face
(at moon-faced Jack's behest)
to take one small step for man.
But neither poet nor president
put any man in the moon.
Dionysus, the mad Mediterranean
transvestite has no power there.
Men are skulls, sutured
tectonics. Hard head bones
that sweat and grow restless
and mean under the moon.
Diana tears continents apart
shifts glandular tides and
siphoned Lee Harvey Oswald up
the book depository stairs
drew Apollo's Armstrong into
her arms and pieces of bone
and brain out through
poor Jack's shattered face.
The moon has. no. horns.
Look at her pelvic wings
ample for laying eggs. Dare
look squarely into her full
face, half-lidded, moist bedroom
eyes, supplicant, pouty lips.
Listen: sad Marilyn Moon-roe
is always about to sing:
"Happy birthday Mr. President."
Gregory Candela published his second book of poems "Surfing New Mexico" in the fall of 2001. More recently his short story "Will" appeared at Lunarosity, and he has had several poems in Central Avenue, and his dramatic poem, "El Mozo Regresa" was produced for KUNM's Radio Theatre and first aired on May 25, 2003. He is currently at work on a book of short stories. August, 2003.
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