Pablo Cúzco

The evolution of the poetry of the Americas.

Makalana’i

The only one thing that makes sense in my life.

Dancing With Makalana’i

Tomorrow I’ll wake and say to her, I dreamed of you last night. Tomorrow, I’ll dream of you again tonight. Continue reading

CONTEMPORARY, Makalana’i, Verse

first love, Makalana’i
Impromptu

Are not words just sounds we use to describe the fall of feathers? Continue reading

CONTEMPORARY, Makalana’i, Verse

first love, Makalana’i
An Original

In a land far away, on some Pacific shore, lies the heart of my woman and the cradle of her soul. Continue reading

CONTEMPORARY, Makalana’i, Verse

first love, Makalana’i
Expressions

She explains so simply the details of life. She unravels the chords of confusion with her smile, she brightens the darkness of fear. With her sigh she makes everything right. Continue reading

CONTEMPORARY, Makalana’i, Verse

first love, Makalana’i
Behind the Bamboo and the Jade

We played on our mountains, in our oceans, where we swam with our mother, hidden behind the bamboo and the jade. Continue reading

CONTEMPORARY, Makalana’i, Verse

Makalana’i, Mother Earth, mountains, ocean, struggle, trust
A Brighter Day

The woman I love | is the flight of sparrows. South along the Atlantic she finds her winter haven. Her laughter is a flower that blooms. The morning sun softens the window blinds, soaking the wooden floor in its softened glow. Continue reading

CONTEMPORARY, Makalana’i, Samjoko, Submitted

Atlantic, autumn, coast, fall foliage, Lighthouses, seagulls, sunrise, weather, Winter

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