On The Day of The Dead, a poem by Kenneth Salzmann at Spillwords.com
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On The Day of The Dead

On The Day of The Dead

written by: Kenneth Salzmann

 

This is the day we welcome the not-yet-dead.
They come to our crypts or graves to bury us
beneath armfuls of marigolds, to dine with us
on candied pumpkin, pan de muerto, sugar
skulls, jars of atole. They make a resting place
of the cold, packed earth at the base of flowery
ofrendas. With copal incense and seashell rattles,
with Catrinas and calaveras said to honor us,
the living-still struggle to carve in stone or custom
a wedge between themselves and us.

Kenneth Salzmann

Kenneth Salzmann

Kenneth Salzmann is a poet and writer who divides his time between New York’s Hudson Valley and central Mexico. He is the author of The Last Jazz Fan and Other Poems.
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