[There is someone who knows]

By Roberto Tejada b. 1964 Roberto Tejada

There is someone who knows.

In no beginning

was there just one language

nor did the surface gleam

with nineteen hours

of music as in our body-heat

through the head & limbs

the thumb and index finger

to form the ovular OH

of our self-fathering fable

war flail ≈ morning star

The original garden erudite,

lush lawn, & round

of trees

behind the limestone square, night

rain out of paper, under

the lights of the narrow

path up the rose hill.

From a dark corner rising now

to write orange with a knife

over green of the elusive

wall no one is watching

Roberto Tejada, “[There is someone who knows]” from Exposition Park. Copyright © 2010 by Roberto Tejada. Reprinted by permission of Wesleyan University Press.

Source: Exposition Park (Wesleyan University Press, 2010)

[There is someone who knows]

[There is someone who knows]

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