By Jorge Guitart
If morning presents itself to you
as luminous and clear, beware,
for it may be followed by a hazy afternoon,
presided over by a fawn, boring and bored,
leading to an evening of disenchantments,
and finally to a night of iguanas. You heard me:
iguanas, reptilian, cold blooded
and totally indifferent to us.
And when you wish upon a star
you’ll be deceiving yourself,
even if you choose the closest one
for it is almost four trillion miles away
and you will see it as it was
fifty thousand years ago.
Sorry to disconcert you.
Contributor’s Note: JORGE GUITART will join Charles Palau as featured poets at the Inner Ear Series reading at 3 p.m. Sunday at Rust Belt Books, 415 Grant St. He is a professor of Spanish linguistics in the Department of Romance Languages and Literatures at the University at Buffalo. He has published the poetry collections “The Empress of Frozen Custard and Ninety-Nine Other Poems” (BlazeVOX, 2009), “Film Blanc” (Meow Press, 1996) and “Foreigner’s Notebook” (Shuffaloff Press, 1993). He also has published numerous translations of Cuban poets (e.g., Jose Kozer) into English, and U.S. poets (e.g., John Ashbery) into Spanish.