Poetry by Juan Gelman    
     Thoughts  
 
 
 By Juan Gelman   
   
   I'm from a country where Carlos Molina 
 recently 
 payador Uruguayan anarchist was arrested in Bahia Blanca 
  south of the south facing the immense sea 
   as 
  says was detained by police 
   Carlos Molina was singing songs spinning 
   on the huge ocean travel vast ocean monsters 
   or couplets for example, the horse lies down on the pampas 
   or heaven sang a supposition Carlos Molina 
   beauty and pain as always when suddenly 
   Che began to live to die on your guitar 
   and thus detuvosoy police of a country that cries for Che 
   or at least sung by Che and 
   some are happy with his death "were" they "were wrong thing is not so" 
   say and how the hell will not say anything or prefer old reciting verses indicate 
   or advice note while others are silent 
   air look with their eyes lost the commander Guevara came to death and there 
   walk as 
   is said I am from a country where hardly believe he was dying and many 
   a server between others consoled thus: "But if he says we should not fight to the death we must fight until we win then it is not dead" 
   others wept too as one who has lost his father and I 
   creoque he is our father and with all respect, I think it's wrong to cry like 
   come from a country where the enemy nopudieron deposit an insult only a single dirt 
   one little shit about it and even some mourned his death by kindness or 
   humanity or pity but because those old dogs or dead with permission 
   an enemy finally felt it was worth a ray of danger came on the scene and then 
   would be able to die at the hands seriously or real bullets 
   "and not in the arms of this kind of solution that we're dissolving" 
   as "one big name 
   am from a country where they happened and all these things happen 
   and still others as a betrayal and evil in 
   excessive and the people suffer and is blind, and only defends naides Che stood for that 
   but now the commander muertey Guevara entered the walk there 
 reportedly come from a country 
 complicated latinoeruocosmopoliurbanocriollo 
   anger judipolacogalleguisitano say the texts and the texts that say 
   they say and how well will tell the story but I assure you it is not true 
   this country fantasy was a morning and 
 Guevara  
 another morning came and it has always come back to this country if only they 
  to look at us a bit of a great little 
   and who will have to endure? who will put up the look? but now just 
   Commander Guevara went to walk past muertey 
 allegedly  
 I wonder who will put up the look? do you mummies Argentine Communist Party? you being dropped do you leftists who do not? 
   you dropped what do you own the truth revealed? You dropped what you guys who look to China without understanding quemirar to China was actually looking at our country? 
   you dropped what do you little fire theorists mail supporters of violence by phone odel metaphysical mass movement? you dropped it 
   foco do you priests and nothing else? you being dropped 
   members do you big ass club sitting on the "real"? 
   you dropped what you guys that spit about life without realizing that in fact they are spitting against the strong wind of the story? 
   you dropped what you guys do not believe in magic? You being dropped 
   am from a country where the commander Guevaralo dropped: the military priests homeopaths public auctioneers English refugees judíoslos masochistic patterns and 
   workers also now "than men hombrazo" without embargome a worker told me his name was called Peter has a wife who gets her unborn child and told me 
 pedro  
 "than men hombrazo how I want it" said the mason thinking of his mother a whore 
   famous throughout Córdoba and mother of seven children raised with love 
  capitalized 
 Peter and how how you greet your grudge kiss the foot of your failures! "what balls" Peter told me one day telling me of some gadgets Che boiling peace under this cosmopolitan country conjectural Commander Guevara's death came 
   and walk past as I'm writing Dicey 
   this because the Casa de las Americas in Cuba very respetableha institution decided to publish a number the magazine dedicated special 
   to testimony about Che now that I have died 
   say 
   and Retamar RobertoFernández intimate piece of mine but my 
 going around the Caribbean  
 formidable and phosphorescent ammatory and conspicuous 
   Roberto as believed necessary dijeha yoescriba something about this 
   or maybe someone else thought it was meant to be articles poems etc. and asked to 
   partners who feel more miserable still 
   if that were esofuera be possible if I'm really a country 
  casoRoberto 
 where you do but tell me or tell me please 
   what you ask or you ask? What actually write? News I give you my heart just 
   realidadcuáles does anyone knows is the news of my heart ? does anyone think or believe that I refused to mourn but with my wife or you 
   Roberto ahoraque narrate these cuestionesy know that sadness 
   like a dog always followed the men bothering? 
   come from a country where it killed necesariono love melancholy and there is not that confundirel Che with sadness or swelling Fierro said with fat 
   am from a country where I let myself down and who will pay the account who 
  Perolo 
 serious is that major verdadel muertey Guevara entered the walk beyond bellocon stones are said under his arm 
   am a country has to suffer ahoraGuevara 
   other deaths each resolve your death now, which is already dust was glad that she cried that reflexioneel miserableel missed you forget or remember 
   and that he remembered only entitled to 
 remember  
 Commander Guevara entered the death but you 
  your_account 
 What have they to do with his death? Small mine what? 
   (as no one is saved in parentheses I 
   not possibly stupid notion of pity 
 míreferidastampoco  
 or merely a precaution those rotten meat they can not pray 
   repitorepetir mediodíaquiero as a story that everyone knows and 
   of which there are some who are suspicious: the poet who wrote his poem leaving him wonder dela life and death of Commander Guevara that Buenos Aires Córdoba 
   fucking look as god as god is caught in the middle miracle of Subotica rotting in the jungle of mundoquiero say that this poem or CODESA which must be wary in 
   to be creerno ends in these páginasamable reader to follow the news ruegoque diariosde of the sap-sip and waning by Section Anguish Powerful Oson example Angeles Police-or on some great lectorque I request blood ENTELIN manua read that are written each day in which Bolivia also Vietnamy fuck and also in Argentina 
   I beg you dear reader to read) 
   commander muertey Guevara entered the walk as you say there are few things I should not mourn Ernesto dry them know my power is now 
   I can bury you with big tears but I can not really 
  realidadse 
 the poet fails to mourn is to write a poem seap abstienede the Casa de las Americas seap whatever the poet 
   hardly cried watching realidadsigue the day the beauty world vendrápero sabealgún not today you know vigilarche guevara ausenteel poetaapenas 
   silencioque now I want a big drop on my heart and Guevara abriguepadre 
   what will happen to your children? Why did you leave beautiful about horses singing? 
   who will get together again?