The Sunday Poem: Rudolfo Carrillo . . . 2 Sonnets

Sonnet 41

Last night, shooting stars.
Cats with their mouths
open to the universe and
great regions of autumn
bound up in slow wax.
Someplace familiar. This
drought is a telephone
for calling up the whole
circumference of what
happened after the moon
fell into the sky. Morning's
relentless advance. In
the yard two rough crows
protest lengthy shadows.

Rudolfo Carrillo

Sonnet 45

You are still alive but the house with oleanders and
blue wasps is gone. You might have fallen from the
ladder anyway after breathing fumes from the abyss.

Come roaring toward town in a forest green space capsule,
wearing a Giants baseball cap meant for earthquakes
or sudden sea voyages! The Polynesian Lounge has special
Tsing-Tao today, a decent buffet where you can tell about
the nazis you slew, the beatings you took from mobsters.
What remains are cabinets full of silver, drawers of records,
a computer that talks with a blinking green command cursor.
A radio set to receive crackling broadcasts from Cuba.

In an institution devoted to your permanence, someone from college
wanders the hallways with a clarinet. The nurse transmits stories
about baseball games played by men on other planets, further from the sun.

Rudolfo Carrillo

Mr. Carrillo is an artist and writer from Albuquerque. Some of his work is self-published at Infinity Report and Things in Light, sites which emphasize a inter-disciplinary approach to experimentalism. His essays, stories, and poems have also appeared in journals such as Truck, On Barcelona, and Unlikely Stories. The work published here was presented at the 35th meeting of the Southwest Popular Culture/American Culture Association. In June, an essay by Carrillo will be featured by The University of South Florida Contemporary Art Museum as part of an exhibition celebrating the life and work of sculptor Richard Beckman. Carrillo is working with poet (and Phillip Whalen chronicler) Michael Rothenberg on this year's local version of the global event 100 Thousand Poets for Change. If you are interested in participating in this September happening, email thingsinlight@gmail.com.

The 3 part visual above is by Rudolfo. Comments are requested. And send poems to me at poetheart2@gmail.com Thanks to all and thanks to Duke City Fix and Jon Knudson. Let's keep it. Up! Larry Goodell

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Comment by Margaret Randall on March 30, 2014 at 8:17am

These are beautiful, especially #41. I love the 3-part visual too.

Comment by Samantha Anne Carrillo on March 30, 2014 at 12:53pm

Not bad, panzón, not bad ... 

Comment by Zuzu Petals on March 30, 2014 at 1:09pm

Signed in after months (years?) to say thank you, Mr. Carrillo. Your words are beautiful, heart-breaking music. The drought needs voices, ears, nose, lungs.

Comment by August March on March 30, 2014 at 5:10pm

Comment by Izquierdo on March 31, 2014 at 9:44pm

Rodolfo Carrillo's poems always interest me because they are complex and take a little longer to digest than is ordinarily the case here. I remember when he was writing essays here on DCF it was much the same. You continue to provide a good learning experience with poetry, Rudolfo.

Gracias.

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