On the voice

7 09 2010

Bartolo passed through town every December when he knew that most people had returned from work up north. He always came by selling his poems. By the end of the first day, they were almost sold out because the names of the people in the town appeared in the poems. And when he read them aloud it was something emotional and serious. I recall that one time he told the people to read the poems out loud because the spoken word was the seed of love in the darkness.….

porque la voz era la semilla del amor en la oscuridad.

-Tomás Rivera, …y no se lo tragó la tierra (…And the Earth Did Not Devour Him)