Untitled Poem
by Guillermo Chacín
June 2010
Can the other side of love be thus?
this that is worse than starvation
that finds you alone in the crowds
that simulates the terrible clapping
of doors closing at your back
It is a nest of pins for your heart to rest
it is a shadow, a winter cloud that rains
furiously upon your lifting soul
and under this oppression it is your prayer,
it is your song
It is a landmark between the heart and
the mind, it is the suppression of all desire
yet desire is the stepping-stone.