Monday, September 10, 2012

Poem of the Week: María Luisa Arroyo

María Luisa Arroyo


barreras     

para Martín Espada (1993)


Mami called us away from the roach trap line
where novice factory workers, fresh from the island,
and I, fresh from Germany, poked
protruding yellow chunks of roach bait
into black traps with long-stem Q-tips
we dunked in alcohol.

Another safety meeting. My first.
El jefe de la factoría faced us
and heard nothing by the silence
of women hablando y bochincheando
in Tidy-Bowl blue uniforms. "Safety shoes should....
Factory goggles are .... Hairnets must...."

All the Spanish he knew could have fit
into one of those trampas, too little to translate
what Flora, Aida, and Teresa needed to know.
A heavy box fell and crushed a few of Flora's
dedos del pie. Alcohol splashed into Aida's ojos.
The uncovered motor yanked out one of Teresa's trenzas.

I broke rank and stood. "If safety is first, then why
aren't your updates translated into Spanish?"
How all uniforms blue shrank away from me,
from my nasal twang, from that language that sounds as if
I were chewing papas calientes o mucho chicle.

For once, though, my mother was proud of my English.

El jefe told me I could have been promoted
to the shampoo line.

-María Luisa Arroyo
 
Used by permission.

Originally published in Gathering Words: Recogiendo Palabras (Bilingual Press 2008)  

Multilingual award-winning poet María Luisa Arroyo enjoys facilitating poetry workshops and has performed her poems widely, including in Chicago and Puerto Rico. Academically trained at Colby, Tufts, and Harvard in German, Arroyo has published poems in many journals, including CALYX, and PALABRA. Her publications include the poetry collection, Gathering Words: Recogiendo Palabras (Bilingual Press 2008) and the multicultural anthology about bullying, Bullying: Replies, Rebuttals, Confessions, Catharsis (Skyhorse Publishing, 2012) co-edited with Magdalena Gómez.


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1 comment:

narellet said...

I love the voice in this poem and how it getsstraight to the core of things. "Safety shoes should....
Factory goggles are .... Hairnets must...."

"If safety is first, then why
aren't your updates translated into Spanish?
How all uniforms blue shrank away from me"

I really like the visuals too. I was reading this and I'm like I've heard this before and I read the bottom and saw it is from your book. I love that book! Thanks for sharing it