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The Visual Poetry of Poeticah explores the boundaries between poetry, languages, and traditional with computer visual art.
This is a poem from my chapbook Blue Mundi.
Searching for El Dorado
I often listen to the Spanish radio stations.
of cumbia, ranchera, banda, and música norteña
enliven my blood.
I listen to Luis Miguel on my CD player.
they always play American pop and rock
and I feel far away from Mexico.
Sometimes I eat hamburgers.
But, I eat more often
in Mexican restaurants
passing time with gorditas,
or my hot tamale.
I feel very removed from Mexico.
The menu is in English
and I hear the rhythm of the English language.
These days I often go
to the Catholic church
to participate in the Spanish masses.
The American priest fights with the words.
But, I thank him for being a nice man
who has struggled hard
to master Spanish.
Nevertheless, I feel far from Mexico
because there on the left
is the flag of the United States.
I enter a Mexican record store,
listen to the words and the rhythms,
see the faces of the Mexican stars
on the covers of the CDs and cassettes.
I feel good.
I turn to the left and there they are:
the Mexican videos.
There is the picture of the great charro singer:
How wonderful it is that there are videos of the movies
from the Golden Age!
Now I am full of memories
of the times I used to spend
with my father, mother, and my two sisters,
viewing Mexican movies
in the H & H Drive-in in Rio Grande City.
Every day I thank God
for my American mother,
y por mi padre chicano.
I am café au lait.