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Drinking With Márquez

Gabriel was sitting on my left,
a gray archangel fashioning a tired moustache
under his alcohol-crying eyes;
a kind patriarch in his solitude.

We spoke in Spanish,
we joked in Italian,
we argued in English,
and we thought in Whiskish.

And one hundred years of riddles passed in a night.
Riddles of love and illness,
cholera and la violencia,
under the irony of Fidel’s shadow,
the censorship of the cohiba ashes,
and the curfew of Pope’s colonels.

But when he asked me:
“¿Porque estás aqui? ”
I became a little child baptised in mud,
running barefoot through the alleys of Macondo,
carefree yet in fear of the evil in my hours...

... Gabriel had always been sitting on my left;
in a storm of thoughts we scribbled our pledge
to the chronicles of our heart
that foresaw our fate,
forgave our past,
and foretold the adventures of our minds.

poem by Niko Tiliopoulos
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Nothing has happened in Macondo, nothing has ever happened, and nothing ever will happen. This is a happy town.

Gabriel Garcia Marquez in One Hundred Years of Solitude (1967), translated by Gregory Rabassa
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Si Ya No Ests Aqu

Coro:
Si ya no estas aqui
Mi vida es diferente
Si ya no estas aqui
Traspaso entre la gente
Soy caminante vagando sin prisa
En el vacio en que escondi tus caricias
Donde no existe rencor ni malicia
Donde suelo ir a morir
Presiento
Labios cerrados para no invocar recuerdos
Manos atadas para no arriesgar deseos
Tomar prestado por amor correr el riesgo
Romper distancia para sobornar al tiempo
Ven
Corazn que ya no sientes porque ojos ya no ven
Hoy te quiero de rehn
Repite Coro
Decreto
Ojos callados para no encallar misterios
Beso francs que es como antidoto y veneno
Como un perjuicio restaurando otro desprecio
Cobrando deuda reclamando entre lo ajeno
Ven
Corazn que ya no sientes porque ojos ya no ven
Hoy te quiero de rehn
Repite Coro
Tu besos es el antidoto y veneno de mi cuerpo
Si tu no estas amor
Si ya no estas
Si ya no estas aqui
Si ya no estas aqui
Mi vida es diferente
Si ya no estas aqui

song performed by by Ricky Martin
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Mr. Riddle

I like riddles,
how about you.
I can say this,
can you too?

I like riddles,
how about you?
colors.
white and black.
you had tack.

I like riddles.
you play the fiddle.
i have a book,
you have a nook.

I like riddles,
how about you?
guess my answer
to your question.

If you don't know
my answer to this riddle,
I'll make you a deal,
But remember,
all deals come with a price.

10/14/12

poem by Regan Galloway
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José Arcadio Buendía: If you don’t fear God, fear him through the metals.

line from One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez (1967)
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Sueños

Siempre soe con las estrellas y a bicicleta ir a ellas
Siempre soe con ser sirena, hablar con algas y ballenas
Era mi vida, mi fantasia, no solo un sueo y nada mas
Lo que no sabia, era que existias, o que eres mi unica verdad
Porque yo, no respiro si no estas
No me puedo acostumbrar, cuando me hablas sin igual
Ya lo se, no eres perfecto y es verdad
Pero aqui dentro siempre estas, haces de sueos realidad
Castillos, princesas, que ironia, al fin al cabo fantasias
Mi principe azul, mi poesia, no estaba lejos de mi vida
Yo presentia que tu vendrias, que te amaria hasta el final
Yo tenia un mundo de ilusiones, en el que te guarde un lugar
Porque yo, no respiro si no estas
No me puedo acostumbrar, cuando me hablas sin igual
Ya lo se, no eres perfecto y es verdad
Pero aqui dentro siempre estas a hacer de sueos realidad
Porque yo, no respiro si no estas
No me puedo acostumbrar, cuando me hablas sin igual
Ya lo se, no eres perfecto y es verdad
Pero aqui dentro siempre estas a hacer de sueos realidad

song performed by by Shakira
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Sue Ntilde;Os

song performed by by Shakira
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Smoke And Ashes

I'd heard rumors and I'd heard talk
About the trail you'd left of broken hearts
About the sea of tears too wide to cross
But a little bad press has never scared me off
So I burned a path to figure out
How to get me some of what you got
I've got a red hot heart
If the talk is true your's is the same
And we should be together
And let our passions fan love's flame
When I looked for you I almost passed you by
You were so cool and calm
I thought my friends had lied
But I thought so much reserve must make you wild inside
It was there and then that I knew
I had to get some of what you got
I've got a red hot heart
If the talk is true your's is the same
And we should be together
And let our passions fan love's flame
I thought I'd won your heart when I held you hand in mine
I thought it was true love the way we complemented each other
But my right is your wrong
And when you're right then I'm left with nothing
Your light and your heat have all been spent
Leaving only smoke and ashes
Only smoke and ashes baby
I've got a red hot heart
And your heart's as blue as the blood in your veins
I say there's fire down below
You say it's only smoke and ashes baby
I'm crying all the time
Salty stinging tears
And mourning for the past carbon-dated years
But knowing now for certain that you were always right
Because if a breeze could blow you out of my life
It's only smoke and ashes baby
Only smoke and ashes baby
I've got a red hot heart
And your heart's as blue as the blood in your veins
I say there's fire down below
You say it's only smoke and ashes baby
I was blinded by devotion
My unwavering love for you
So blinded that I thought all your lies were true
But now I know for certain since you've gone away
It was just a smoldering fire I mistook for a blaze
Only smoke and ashes baby
I've got a red hot heart
And your heart's as blue as the blood in your veins
I say there's fire down below
You say it's only smoke and ashes baby
Only smoke and ashes baby, baby ...

song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Memories of Love

I still remember the day I met you,
You were sitting in a cafe, with a friend or two.
You looked up at me,
With those big eyes of yours.
And I could suddenly see,
I was in love for sure.

We hardly talked,
Just standing there.
You just looked at me,
And of the world, I became unaware.

I left a moment later,
I was to meet a friend, I met her.
But my thoughts were still with you.
dreamed of those moments few.

With a heavy heart the next day,
I passed the same old cafe.
But you were still sitting there,
As if u had appeared out of nowhere.

I blinked my eyes to make sure,
But you didn't disappear.
Instead jumped up with a smile,
And I felt like dancing for a while.

We sat down together,
In that misty weather.
And talked for hours on end,
ill darkness decided to descend.

Oh! What a day that was,
I will never forget because,
That day I realized,
Love is heaven on earth in disguise.

poem by Dipti Date Gokhale
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The Words Of Aaron

Maybe the years have told you
Do you remember when life was just a new day?
You know the story dont you?
The one they told you when life was slipping away
Aah! look at the brand new day
Sitting here upon the milky way
Aah! look at the dancing girls
Sitting holding hands across the world
You got a brand new lady
Just like the one you left down in some other place
Reading all the letters
Saw your face coming through on the ouija board
Aah! look at the brand new day
Sitting here upon the milky way
Aah! look at the dancing girls
Sitting holding hands across the world
You heard the words of aaron
He spoke the truth in these things both great and small
You can throw away the ashes
You sweep them over the world on your own accord
Did you know the real answer?
Youd see the kind of mistakes that you cant afford

song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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The heart's memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good and thanks to this artifice we manage to endure the burdens of the past.

Gabriel Garcia Marquez in Love in the Time of Cholera (1985)
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Mu? Eca Cruel

Un dia mas y tu no estas aqui
No me concentro tan solo pienso en ti
Dicen que basta
Que es hora de vivir
Y es imposible
Ves lo que queda de mi
Aqui esta mi cuerpo
Para que haga lo que quieras de el
Aqui esta mi alma
Para que sigas ensaandote
Aqui esta mi nombre
Para que pongas a su lado una cruz
Aqui esta el final
De mis suenos escrito en tu papel
Mueca cruel
Aqui esta mi sangre
Que aun se altera cuando me hablan de ti
Aqui esta por fin mi futuro
Y tu no estas en el
Mueca cruel
Vuelve a llover
Todo me sienta mal
Salgo a buscarte
No se como empezar
Hago que duermo
Porque no quiero hablar
Mira mi vida
Es un desastre total
Aqui esta mi cuerpo
Para que haga lo que quieras de el
Aqui esta mi alma
Para que sigas ensanandote
Aqui esta mi nombre
Para que pongas a su lado una cruz
Aqui esta el final
De mis suenos escrito en tu papel
Mueca cruel
Aqui esta mi sangre
Que aun se altera cuando me hablan de ti
Aqui esta por fin mi futuro
Y tu no estas en el
Mueca cruel

song performed by by Enrique Iglesias
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Three Shadows

I LOOKED and saw your eyes
In the shadow of your hair,
As a traveller sees the stream
In the shadow of the wood;
And I said, “My faint heart sighs,
Ah me! to linger there,
To drink deep and to dream
In that sweet solitude.”
I looked and saw your heart
In the shadow of your eyes,
As a seeker sees the gold
In the shadow of the stream;
And I said, “Ah me! what art
Should win the immortal prize,
Whose want must make life cold
And Heaven a hollow dream?”
I looked and saw your love
In the shadow of your heart,
As a diver sees the pearl
In the shadow of the sea;
And I murmured, not above
My breath, but all apart,—
“Ah! you can love, true girl,
And is your love for me?”

poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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A person doesn't die when he should but when he can.

Gabriel Garcia Marquez in One Hundred Years of Solitude (1967)
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It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love.

Gabriel Garcia Marquez in Love in the Time of Cholera (1985)
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Smoke & Ashes

Id heard rumors and Id heard talk
About the trail youd left of broken hearts
About the sea of tears too wide to cross
But a little bad press has never scared me off
So I burned a path to figure out
How to get me some of what you got
Ive got a red hot heart
If the talk is true yours is the same
And we should be together
And let our passions fan loves flame
When I looked for you I almost passed you by
You were so cool and calm I thought my friends had lied
But I thought so much reserve must make you wild inside
It was there and then that I knew I had to get some of what you got
Ive got a red hot heart
If the talk is true yours is the same
And we should be together
And let our passions fan loves flame
I thought Id won your heart when I held you hand in mine
I thought it was true love the way we complemented each other
But my right is your wrong
And when youre right then Im left with nothing
Your light and your heat have all been spent
Leaving only smoke and ashes
Only smoke and ashes baby
Ive got a red hot heart
Any your hearts as blue as the blood in your veins
I say theres fire down below
You say its only smoke and ashes baby
Im crying all the time
Salty stinging tears
And mourning for the past carbon-dated years
But knowing now for certain that you were always right
Because if a breeze could blow you out of my life
Its only smoke and ashes baby
Only smoke and ashes baby
Ive got a red hot heart
And your hearts as blue as the blood in your veins
I say theres fire down below
You say its only smoke and ashes baby
I was blinded by devotion
My unwavering love for you
So blinded that I thought all your lies were true
But now I know for certain since youve gone away
It was just a smoldering fire I mistook for a blaze
Only smoke and ashes baby
Ive got a red hot heart
And your hearts as blue as the blood in your veins
I say theres fire down below
You say its only smoke and ashes baby
Only smoke and ashes baby, baby ...

song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Riddles And Riddles And More Riddles

the riddles are not getting rid of me
and they keep on multiplying riddles and riddles and riddles
without a hint as to the answer
but i am not at all surprised or frightened or eager to answer each
mystery, i am relaxed and comforted to the idea of
myself:

i am a question without an answer.
everyday i grow and i know not where these tendrils are anchoring themselves.
i go where the wind hushes where i think i may feel better.
i put my feet on the ground and the ground moves like a planet orbiting
its own path within its unknown universe.
i breathe the air to live some days more but what is it that makes me alive?

i am not frightened anymore.
I get used to all these: i do not know. yes, i do not know. but

i am.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I've Already Left You With That

Why am I giving you this?
I've already left you with that.
And this and that...
Are not to be compared.
Unless you are sitting there...
Hoping for something to declare.

And if you are...aware,
You will accept this...
And forget about that,
Which was given in the past.

And 'this' tomorrow...
Will have lost a significance.
Since neither one of us,
Have had that to experience yet!

No matter who awaits in impatience!
And having patience never leaves one,
Sitting in regret.
But excites an anticipation!

And I guess that is my motivation,
To leave you this...
Without that which has passed,
Attached.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dry

Trying hard to face another day
No more left to give, nothing left to break
Melting in the sun, breathing in the day
Falling into love and climbing out again
Theres nowhere left to run
No more tears to cry
The rivers running dry
Theres no more left to give
Love has left me dry
Reaching out beneath a sea of pain
Riding high on waves of hope again
Chipping as the stone face cracks away
Crying out again as my bones break
Theres nowhere left to run
No more tears to cry
The rivers running dry
Theres no more left to give
Love has left me dry
Why is every minute like a year
What if we could save ourselves from this
Life is such a bitch and it gets worse
Fate is like a rope around your neck
Theres nowhere left to run
No more tears to cry
The rivers running dry
Theres no more left to give
Love has left me dry - love has left me dry
The rivers running dry again

song performed by by Feeder
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Disney Lies

Cinderella; Snow White
A Faery Princess too
How is it possible?
What did you do?
Your love is so simple
Your love is so true
All you want is him
And all he wants is you

Life isn't like this
There is no easy love
It's all sitting on the front steps
Praying to the stars above
Because it was he that left you
Crying in the cold
Your pretty face a mask of pain
Watching ''love'' unfold

Days will turn to months and years
You'll think of love you had
Time will change your views of things
You'll ask, ''Was it really bad? ''
In the light you'll rationalize
But in the night you dream
Waking up with teary eyes
As you're stifling a scream

Someday he'll come back to you
And ask you for your hand
But true love has left you long ago
Like castles turn to sand
You will look into his eyes
And love is what you'll see
But there is no mirror image
And the word ''no'' sets you free

poem by Lidia Running
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My Stepmother (for Edgar Andrade Baguio)

When my stepmother first came, her eyes were sharp and bright as little
knives. Her youth and my childhood ran into each other - she was the victor.
Although my father was still alive, I felt orphaned, depressed and alone,
crying by myself, grew up alone. In the first year of peace, everyone drifted.
My father went out - returned with gray hair. I have my father to compensate
me for the loss of my childhood. Sometimes vague envy found father sitting
in silent expectation...

A decade goes by. My stepmother is still as beautiful as at first, though older.
She returns to ask my father to forgive her mistake: My half sister has
another half sister. My heart was no longer jealous - I only felt sorry for my
half sister, who was really too young... I hoped she would not find herself
once more on a tipping wagon. My father died, rain poured down in the
courtyard. My tears gleaned some contentment: Mother and father together
now, forever.

After that she aged quickly, solitary, silent as a shadow, her eyes no longer
sharp as knives. When my son entered the world, she was the first to carry
him, she who changed him the first time, placed him in the gently rocking
hammock. My half-sister asked her mother, only half-joking, Will you favor
my first child this way? Lullabies contain no riddles and tears run down
forever. My stepmothers silent eyes smiled brightly when my son threw
himself into her arms: 'Grandma! '

- Thanh Nguyen's narrative poetry