Become a Member

We are a public forum committed to collective reasoning and imagination, but we can’t do it without you. Join today to help us keep the discussion of ideas free and open to everyone, and enjoy member benefits like our quarterly books.

Rosa Angelica Martinez

Paradise Is Burning

Editor’s Note: Rosa Angelica Martínez was a finalist for the 2019 Boston Review Annual Poetry Prize.

Rosa Angelica Martínez
Share on facebook
Share on twitter
Share on email
Share on print
I like edges
that you can fall over
into something,
maybe anything,
even Gloria's ojos de agua,
those sad eyes of water haunting my dreams.
I like edges
that you can lean over,
pear down into,
so I can make you peer down with me,
with hope
with belief
that it will lead us into something of the elsewhere.
I like edges
that you can pray over,
but, in Spanish,
since la india de maya, that indian woman from an ancient mayan past,
can no longer hear us in our mother's
sweetest tongue
1 AM
"¿Qué ven tus ojos brillantes? Tell us,
what do your brilliant eyes see?" we beg her.
Share on facebook
Share on twitter
Share on email
Share on print

About the Author

Assistant professor in English at California State University, Sacramento.

Donate Today!

Similar Content

Boylan coastline

Julian Barnes asks: How much of what we think makes us special is only a trick of memory?

Roger Boylan