Chicano Poet

Tuesday, July 31, 2007




Death Of Aztlan 2012

Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota,
I think I see Ray Gonzalez
pretending to be Mexican again.

He ain’t fooling no one.
The snow’s as white
as Gary Soto’s poetry.

The Floricantos have become
dead flowers and Chicano poetry
has been replaced by hip hop sock hops.

Even Carmen Tafolla
only writes children’s stories now.
Alurista drives a Hummer.

I don’t know what the hell I’ll do
if Lorna joins the Army,
am I destined to become Francis the Talking Mule?



Alurista justifies driving a Hummer in this way: “I feel that if we exhaust our fossil fuels as soon as possible the sooner we can return to our Amerindian way of life”. I’ll be damned if the son of a bitch doesn’t make a good point.

Why does the Mayan calendar zero out at 2012? My theory after extensive study of the texts for the last two years seems to indicate that in 2010 a giant comet appears at the edge of the solar system and is in collision course with earth. Apparently the Mayans had observed this comet and calculated that on the next pass it would strike earth. Thus the end of their calendar.

2 Comments:

At 2:36 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Those of us, who paid the price for the Chicano movement, can tell you Aztlan died in the early seventies before Humvies become the mode of resistance. Who paid the price: Freddy Sanchez who burned his draft card in 1969, Margarito Guajardo who served time in the desert for refusing to serve in the armed force, Los Tres del barrio, Manuel Valdez, who served 35 days in the can for the Fresno State Student riots, Leonardo Baca who was accused of a heinous crime he probably never commited and the list can go on and on. The only ones who are known are the surras (and I am using a word from clyde Torres- surras)who would have howled como ninos if the feds had actually gone after them. They are well known because they self promote.

By the way, since I am on a tangent of clarifying Chicano history, according to Maestro Andres Seguras -Aztlan is Atlantis. After the great cataclysm of that island its inhabitants migrated to the Southwest and that is where they all migrated to different areas of the continent

Anyway hasi es la vida. Buen dia.

E. Bernal

 
At 4:48 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

If the so-called "original Chicano poets" had the faith to continue what they started, where would we be? Maybe beyond this too familiar 70's speak of puro Aztlan. Orale, this is from a post-Chicano, us vatos y rucas who are still hitting the pavement con nuestras palabras a la Sanchez, Delgado, Cervantes, Herrera, y tambien el Ray, el Gary, la Norma...there's room for all of us, so how about if we quit the roll call or at least broaden it to include more mujeres. 'Cuz that's one part of our legacy we are still trying to rectify.
Un Vato c/s/r

 

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