Victor Hernandez Cruz Poems

The Empire State Building
Is on 63rd Street
Ramon wanted to bet Manolo
Manolo said impossible
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some waves
a wave of now
a trombone speaking to you
a piano is trying to break a molecule
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Two guitars were left in a room all alone
They sat on different corners of the parlor
In this solitude they started talking to each other
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By the East River
of Manhattan Island
Where once the Iroquois
canoed in style—
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A campesino looked at the air
And told me:
With hurricanes it's not the wind
or the noise or the water.
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In a city that now floats
in a bottle,
In a dimension outside
of the census,
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Through the Victorians
spinning a wool of music
the gang in the breeze
Boys and girls headed toward the
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In which everything goes backwards
in time and motion
Palm trees shrink back into the ground
Mangos become seeds
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you are falling
sun shine miracle
your lips are wet
rain
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Is the ocean really inside seashells
or is it all in your mind?
—PICHON DE LA ONCE
Behold and soak like a sponge.
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