Carlos Hiraldo
3 Poems
Entropies
Void a la nada,
Zero baja al vacio,
Poco a little…
¿Que digo?
Que soy sed de ser.
Said into ser,
No words before this,
No words in the hereafter,
Is all to be sed.
Voy a la nada…
Y me ahogo
In silencio
Un little every day.
Is Toy
Estoy in the valley,
Volando a la hurry,
Gritando como un meaning
Once heard in silencio.
Embajecing
Just words salads
Que vale
Sed the malo.
I no se que pensar.
Carbon, water, cabron
Is all I am
Stardust? Goldust?
Turning mas and more
Into pura mierda.
Bio
Carlos Hiraldo: “I’m currently a Professor of English at the City University of New York. While receiving my Ph.D. in English Literature from Stony Brook University, I was co-editor for four years of the literary magazine, Snark: A Journal of Poetry & Translations.”