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Live Encounters Poetry & Writing February 2023
Time and its Labyrinths, poems by Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozábal.
Time and its Labyrinths
Time and its labyrinths,
labyrinths and time, so
where did the body vanish?
Lorca, your soul remains.
Your heart is in Spain.
The fountains of blood
know not where a body vanishes.
You were no illusion
and your killers will pay
as their souls vanish into oblivion.
Only time will tell.
Lorca, your soul remains.
A thousand years, your words will
remain, a desert oasis of deep songs.
When We Were Children
When we were children
our dreams were matchless in our minds.
The sky was a place we could fly
like some human wingless bird
and the moon was see-through
and the sun was a yellow baseball that
left you weeping for staring too long.
The mountains we drew as
children always had sharp points.
This Other World
The dark blank sky is immense.
I have been closing my eyes off
and on, yet the immensity grows.
The lone sphere is either the sun
or moon. This world’s not one I
have seen. The aloneness of it
only makes me long for the world
I ran from in a state of anguish
and panic. In my time away, I have
missed the plants, the animals,
and the smells of the city. This
other world I have created in
my mind is immense, sprawling
with blankness and a lone sphere
that does not burn or shine.
© Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozábal
Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozábal, born in Mexico, lives in California and works in Los Angeles in the mental health field. He is the author of Raw Materials (Pygmy Forest Press), Before and Well After Midnight (Deadbeat Press), Peering into the Sun (Poet’s Democracy), Songs for Oblivion (Alternating Current Press/Propaganda Press), and Make the Water Laugh (Rogue Wolf Press). Kendra Steiner Editions has published 8 of his chapbooks, the latest one, Make the Light Mine. Luis graduated from Cal Poly Pomona, earning a degree in Finance, Real Estate, and Law. He earned his Masters in Public Administration from Cal State Northridge University.