Flight of The Mariposa by Lorenzo Atencio

I walked into Tune-Up recently and ran into my friend and former student Lorenzo Atencio who was having lunch with his wife. He handed me a copy of this lovely chapbook of his poetry. What a treat!

Here is the first poem in the book, and one of my favorites.

Growing Up In Espanola

A dollar rode an iron horse into town Carrying a fat man and a little boy. The whistle screamed at the tower clock

To wake up and time the race.

Life is so different now

But I remember it was simple then:

“Swimming” in the acequia;

Making vanilla ice cream by hand;

Selling tamales out of a bucket around town;

Rocking my infant siblings while the kids play baseball;

Serving mass at 6:30 a.m. during the summer months;

Eating apples and cherries right off the neighbors’ trees when they weren’t home;

Eating grandma’s homemade bread with butter right out of the oven;

Watching my uncle butcher a cow or a hog;

Hoeing and watering the garden early in the morning before the temperature get too hot;

Camping with the Boy Scouts in Santa Clara Canyon; Chopping wood for my aunt.;

Having boxing tournaments with my cousins for a quarter; Selling apples and apricots next to the road;

Buying 37 used comic books for a dollar;

The dollar has swept that life away like a tsunami.

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About Miriam Sagan

I'm blogging about poetry, land art, haiku, women artists, road trips, and Baba Yaga at Miriam's Well (https://miriamswell.wordpress.com). The well is ALWAYS looking to publish poetry on our themes, sudden fiction, and guest bloggers and musers.

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