The Owl

Note: This poem was originally written in Yucatecan Maya.


The owl is here.
He perches on the wall. And meditates.
Whose death does he announce
if no one lives in this village?
The fossils of the people
do not cross to either side.


The tombs in the cemetery paint the moon
that has begun to chew the underbrush.
The owl
rehearses a song to life.
It refuses to presage its own death.


Originally published in Nuni, año IV, número 9 p. 20.