for Nicole Kaltz
Pears ripen. The turtle crosses
a walking path to her nesting ground.
My dog attacks her own shadow.
Lily pads cover the lake,
rise from the muck
of fallen trunks and storm
debris. Green algae thick
on the pond. Early
summer and it is cool.
In San Miguel my sweet
girl is dying of cancer.
The wall built between Tijuana
and San Diego extends into
the Pacific. Deported
mothers kept from their babies
by finger-thick slats, use
fingers, Kissing fingers
for te amo— te echo de menos.
A sparrow has a dirt bath
and the bottlebrush buckeye
blossoms stand upright
like drill sergeants
instructing the clouds
and sun. Monarchs
appear among the white
and yellow butterflies
in the rain garden.
A praying mantis wavers
on a blade of grass. The cornelian
cherry drops its fruit
in the small palms
of children as offerings.
Aspen branches rustle
in the wind, remind
us of a heaven
we stopped believing.
But our burning world
in your thin arms
is the same one we choose
to practice love in.
Image Credits: Bob M.
Michelle Yasmine Valladares is an immigrant born in India and raised in Kuwait. She is a poet and filmmaker and is the Director of the MFA Program in Creative Writing at City College of New York in Harlem. Her first book is Nortada, The North Wind. Her poems have been widely published and she has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize. She won the Distinguished Documentary Achievement from the Independent Documentary Association for “El Diablo Nunca Duerme” co-produced with Lourdes Portillo and Best Latin American Film at Sundance Festival for “O Sertão das Memórias ” co-produced with José Araújo.