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Day of The Dead 2002

by Oscar Martínez

Today, when I awoke
I knew with certainty that the day of my death will be a good one

It no longer matters, whether I am loved or I am loving
I am pleased to cast a stone
If only to see how far it will fly

Just today I was informed that you have married.
You were wed with an actor or a man; I'm not quite certain
what it was that your sister told me. I was the last to find out:
"She got married and left..." ┬┐And to who did it matter?
Only I lost you.

Just as it is cold now, the heat will surely follow.
What I truly won't know is if the rest would have mattered to me.

Much interests me, when the day comes to a close,
casting a stone if only to see...


Author's Note: Translation to English by David E.J. Perez

Posted on 11/29/2002
Copyright © 2023 Oscar Martínez

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Maryellen Lebeda-Parra on 11/04/03 at 07:07 PM

this is wonderful. gave me a comforting feeling ... familiar sadness.

Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 10/01/07 at 08:55 PM

Amazing beginning, concise, powerful. And the nain image "to cast a stone If only to see how far it will fly" is beautiful in its idleness, distraction and yet powerful metaphor for all we do. Love the ending too, elegant in the "much interests me". The sad center... is the core...the lost...the day, from which it all flows.

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