Elyas Mulu Kiros: “Bonito y Sabroso”, “Winter Blues” and “Genuine Street”

Life can be Bonito y Sabroso even though we feel those Winter Blues...if we can meet up on Genuine Street.

Elyas Mulu Kiros

I just want to say…” (Winter Blues)

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“I am by the window:
Observing rapid snowflakes falling,
On the concrete
Outside this cold apartment,
Without sticking.

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I just want to say
That the view makes me think
Of the days and nights
We used to spend cuddling
To keep each other warm;
But that is now a memory
I keep, locked in a room,
Deep inside this melancholic heart.

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Dear, I may have contributed more
to your unhappiness and less
to your joy, but I just want to say
You always have a special place
in my heart—
Whether you believe me or not.
I mean it.”

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After writing that letter
On a mental paper,
He folded the paper
And then put it in a mental envelope—
Only to mail it to a mental fire
That burned it before
He picked a real pen and paper.

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He then just played Winter Blues,
Waiting for inspiration.

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Bonito y Sabroso”

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Sometimes life may be just so so
But it is also bonito and sabroso.
Look at it through young eyes.
Should you believe not this:
Sometimes life may be dull and tart
But it is also beautiful and sweet.
Feel it with a young state of mind.
Should it grow old, embittered?
Never stop learning – Continue balancing.

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Genuine Street”

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Let you & I meet
half-way on Genuine Street.
Only then may we create a space
that may help us
reshape or challenge
our fixed or biased
self-other-awareness.

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Otherwise, if we just wait
for the other to come meet us
in our comfort zone
and expect him or her to change,
then we must not be genuine
or serious.

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All poems © 2013 Elyas Mulu Kiros

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Elyas Mulu Kiros is an Ethiopian poet living in New York City. He writes in English and in Amharic. He keeps a WordPress site called Kweschn: Horn of Africa and Beyond. http://kweschn.wordpress.com/

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መልካም ፋሲካ / Melkam Fasika !


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Elyas Mulu Kiros

“Missing Mom’s Cooking”

Here I crave

my mom’s cooking

on Easter eve

I die longing for

mom’s Doro Wot

mouth burning

spicy hot

And that Injera

flat bread

of primavera

that I enjoy

eating by hand

day after day.

I ask my mom

to send her son

the tasty spell

via cell phone

or aéropostale.

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Today, April 15th, is Ethiopian Easter Sunday.

We thank Elyas Mulu Kiros for this special 2012 Fasika poem !