H e a r t S o n s & H e a r t D a u g h t e r s of A l l e n G i n s b e r g

N a p a l m H e a l t h S p a : R e p o r t 2 0 1 4 : A r c h i v e s E d i t i o n

RON RODRIGUEZ

The Walls of my house

––by Vicente Gerbasi

I find the disaster of the trees.

My sisters continue to die

below the palm trees

devoured by lobsters

from a solitary day.

They moved my toys between sunflowers,

Elevated comets

over colored houses.

The walls of my house now have corrosions

similar to the exodus of animals.

[From Retumba como un sótano del cielo (Rumblings like a cellar from the sky), 1977, by Vecente Gerbasi (1913-1992). Translated by Ron Rodriguez, 2009. Originally published in NHS 2010, http://www.poetspath.com/napalm/nhs10/index.html.]