Poems - "Visiting Apolinario's Library," "Just Before Dark, " & "Old Dan" In English and Spanish

(From November, 2007)				A ser publicado en Julio del 2008

Poems to be part of the book, "Silence over a				Por el Poeta Laureado, Dennis L. Siluk
Restless Valley" To be published July, 2007
				Visitando Apolinario en su Biblioteca
Visiting Apolinario in his Library
(Reference to Poet and Journalist, Apolinario				(En referencia al Poeta y Periodista,
Mayta Inga)				Apolinario Mayta Inga)

(A Minute Chronicle, in Poetic Prose)				(Una CrÃ³nica Diminuta, en Prosa
				PoÃ©tica)
The stone and dirt road seemed empty and
silent, a warm day in the summer of 2007, in				La calle de piedra y tierra parecÃa
Huancayo, Peru, high up in the sierras. We				vacÃa y silenciosa, un dÃa caluroso en
walked the street to his home. We climbed the				el verano del 2007, en Huancayo, PerÃº, muy
stairs to his library. A man who looks like a				alto en las sierras. Caminamos la calle
reserved professor, more so than a poet-,				hacia su casa. Subimos las escaleras a su
brings my wife and I in, saying, "I've read				biblioteca. Un hombre que luce como un
and heard about you, and have some paper				profesor reservado, mÃ¡s que un poeta-, nos
clippings on you, been following you for a				lleva dentro a mi esposa y yo, diciendo, "He
while now, a few years (he is writing a book				leÃdo y escuchado acerca de ti, y tengo
on poets and writers)," and waving with his				algunos recortes de periÃ³dicos sobre ti,
hands, as to have us seated. On his face				te he estado siguiendo por un tiempo ahora,
there is pride, labor for being well read,				unos cuantos aÃ±os" (Ã©l estÃ¡
and hope, this is not a carefree poet,				escribiendo un libro sobre poetas y
teacher or journalist, but a mountain				escritores), e indicÃ¡ndonos con sus manos,
climber, carving his face onto granite,				nos invita a sentarnos. En su cara hay
wrestling against the wind, undefeated by the				orgullo, esfuerzo por ser bien instruido, y
dust of the earth.				esperanza, este no es una poeta
				despreocupado, profesor o periodista, sino un
On his walls are awards, pictures. He is				escalador de montaÃ±as, tallando su cara
hesitant, allows me to absorb his library. He				sobre granito, luchando contra el viento,
has no evil intentions; he knows we may meet				invencible por el polvo de la tierra.
in the other life.
				En las paredes de su casa hay galardones,
Here are two poets in a boat, made of books,				cuadros. Ã‰l estÃ¡ indeciso, me permite
and scholarly works, we are on his island at				absorber su biblioteca. Ã‰l no tiene
the moment, which looks more like a college				malas intenciones; Ã©l sabe que puede que
professor's room, during the grading period.				nos encontremos en la otra vida.
We talked; we both have deep lines in our
foreheads, and it is from the heavy flow of				AquÃ estÃ¡n dos poetas en un bote, hecho
life.				de libros, y trabajos eruditos, estamos en su
				isla en el momento, que parece mÃ¡s como
No: 2058 (11-18-2007)				un cuarto de profesor de universidad, durante
				el periodo de evaluaciÃ³n. Hablamos; ambos
Just Before Dark				tenemos profundas lÃneas de expresiÃ³n
				en nuestras frentes, y esto es por el pesado
((A Minnesota, 1950s Poem) (Dedicated to my				flujo de vida.
Brother, Mike Siluk))
				# 2058 (18-Nov-07)
(A Minute Chronicle, in Poetic Prose)
				Justo Antes de la Oscuridad
The street lights go on, day is quickly
turning into night, and thus, the dogs start				((Un Poema de Minnesota, 1950s) (Dedicado a
returning to their warm homes. It is winter				mi hermano, Mike Siluk))
in Minnesota, in the late, 1950s. My brother
and I, rush across the empty lot, to reach				(Una CrÃ³nica Diminuta, en Prosa
our home just before dark, we sleep				PoÃ©tica)
together-that is, across from one other, in
the attic bedroom, under a slanting roof, and				Las luces de las calles se encienden, el
exposed chimney. I can see the birds return				dÃa estÃ¡ rÃ¡pidamente volviÃ©ndose
to their nests (of weeds, twigs and grass),				en noche, y asÃ, los perros empiezan a
from the window; darkness brings everyone				regresar a sus calientes casas. Es invierno
home, a place prepared for rest-, be it in				en Minnesota, en los Ãºltimos aÃ±os de
the cities, along the coast, or in the				los 1950s. Mi hermano y yo, corremos a
mountains, just before dark.				travÃ©s del vacÃo lote, para llegar a
				nuestra casa justo antes de la oscuridad,
No: 2054 (11-18-2007)				dormimos juntos-esto es, uno al frente del
				otro, en el dormitorio del Ã¡tico, debajo
Old Dan the Horse				de un techo inclinado, y chimenea expuesta.
				Puedo ver a los pÃ¡jaros volver a sus nidos
(A Minnesota, 1950s Poem)				(hecho de mala hierba, ramitas y pasto),
				desde la ventana; la oscuridad trae a todos a
(A Minute Chronicle, in Poetic Prose)				casa, un lugar preparado para descansar-,
				estÃ© este en las ciudades, a lo largo de
Through the fence, I'm feeding Old Dan the				la costa, o en las montaÃ±as, justo antes
Horse, with hay;				de la oscuridad.

I can hear him crunching away, ripping it				# 2054 (18-Nov-07)
alongside his teeth-
				El Caballo Viejo Dan
A gluttonous sound indeed, as his sides
extend in, then out...				(Un Poema de Minnesota, 1950s)

Our lives-(a horse and a boy) are a farm and				(Una CrÃ³nica Diminuta, en Prosa
a fence;				PoÃ©tica)

Behind us are weedy pastures, cows and wild				A travÃ©s de las rejas, estoy alimentando
flowers.				al Caballo Viejo Dan, con heno;

Old Dan, is Old, his life is almost over,				Puedo oÃrlo a Ã©l mordisqueando,
mine just beginning.				rasgando a lo largo de sus dientes-

Hard lines run though his body, he is like				Un sonido glotÃ³n de verdad, mientras sus
seven old horses pacing...!				costados se extienden dentro, despuÃ©s
				fuera...
(Now, fifty-five years have past, I can now
understand Old Dan)				Nuestras vidas--- (la de un caballo y la de
				un niÃ±o) son una granja y una cerca;
No: 2057 (11-18-2007)
				DetrÃ¡s de nosotros hay pastos cubiertos de
Spanish Version				malas hierbas, vacas y flores silvestres.

Tres Diminutas CrÃ³nicas PoÃ©ticas (De				Viejo Dan, es Viejo, su vida casi estÃ¡
Noviembre, 2007)				terminando, la mÃa justo empezando.

Poemas parte del libro, "Silencio sobre un				Â¡LÃneas duras corren a travÃ©s de su
Valle Inquieto"				cuerpo, Ã©l es como siete caballos viejos
				paseando...!

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Poems - "Visiting Apolinario's Library," "Just Before Dark, " & "Old Dan" In English and Spanish