Bananas.

Or: “Reasons for Being Here.” An ars poetica.


I.
One last meal at the family table, before
we part ways. Noodles bathing in a boiling pot,
I unwind lines of wisdom my grandfather leaves
me. "You are more talented, have always been more(more…)
talented than you would tell yourself. I saw this
when you were young, when beneath the lush mango groves
At the Museu Picasso

One watches the world for the first time.(more…)
Another unfolds what
the first sees,
For my grandparents

Cold tangerine(more…)
on
a glass table.
the first principle
of composition
(i hear them say)
is knowing what is there

It is one thing(more…)
to study his work
closely, trying
to hear the music
of his Muse
who animated
the artist’s use
of color shaded
and thickly spread
in joyful strokes
where one can read
his living speech.