WORDS OF ART
Ute Margaret Saine
By way of an introduction
la poesía no es de quien la escibe sino de quien la necesita
poetry doesn't belong to who writes it but to who needs it
Neruda in "Il Postino" by Antonio Skarmeta
Inca Walls
There were greater artisans before,
the Moche, Recuay, Nazca, Chimú,
but in the centuries you ruled
you erected these monuments
Cuzco
Sacsahuaman
Ollantaytambo
walls piled up tense, with nary a knife
to fit between the cracks, fortresses
of slightly bulging giant squares
that dwarf the human walk
in the canyons of the streets
These boulders witness still
the chisel in the human hand,
defy the cubes of exact science,
clench like immense fingers
into the tightest fist of self-defense
Their planetary bulk
the geological tense
of buried bedrock,
as if the womb of the earth
Pachamama
were speaking sense
Pachamama is the Incaic goddess of the Earth
Ute Margaret Saine was born in Germany and emigrated to the U.S. as a young adult, at the end of the Brain Drain. She feels incredibly lucky to have studied French and Spanish at Yale and has been teaching Romance languages and culturtes in Southern California.
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