Soto, Gary 2005

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

gary soto

I was hoping to be happy by seventeen.
School was a sharp check mark in the roll book,
An obnoxious tube playing at noon…

– Gary Soto, “Saturday at the Canal”

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Vintage poster of Gary Soto’s reading for the Poetry Center of Chicago.

First I forgot your voice, then the photo you gave me.
When a leaf fell I no longer
Thought of you, shy and wordless, in a raked yard.
I no longer saw you as
The dark girl among trees,
At the entrance to a story for which
The end was always marriage and a bright car.
Your voice never came back; at night
I was left to my nonsense and a typewriter
That couldn’t get things right.

– Gary Soto, “Her”

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