Poet Héctor's Cilantro

THE LAKE

Héctor — Wed, 04 Jan 2012 21:14:58 +0000

The lake is empty.
Nothing any longer rises from it,
nothing can soak in its vapor.
I sit on a rock in the center of it.
I feel the presence of dead water.
I feel the presence of those who have died here.
The air is fertile with them.
I feel the wind close over me.
Silently I wait for the rain.

Poem by Sandy Anderson

RECLINING NUDE

Héctor — Wed, 04 Jan 2012 21:08:08 +0000

After Jean-Antoine Watteau

The body in another century is the body
in my century, the body is mine, soft
in youth, puffy in folds along the stomach.
The skin feels cool against the sheets.
The rounded vowel of her hip,
the small breast, shoulder held upright
by elbow and forearm. She barely notices
her other hand, draped over the side
of the matress, thin fingers useless without
her will pouring into them. She is
as we should be, delighted in flesh
careless, in delight, in time, out of time,
the archetype of the nude girl from which all
others descend, ascend, she turns her head
toward what, something out of the picture,
a mirror, a man, something that fills her,
something that curls her lips into a smile
that make her body imply the scent of violets.
And we will keep her here so much longer
than the body intended, a shape for the eyes
that imagines weight and warmth, the ghost behin.

Poem by Joel Long

The Book of Poverty and Death by Rainer Maria Rilke

Héctor — Fri, 17 Jun 2011 20:39:46 +0000

A segment of the poem translated from German language.

The house of the poor is like an altar.
In it the eternal transforms into food;
and at evening it quietly returns
in a wide circle and retreats.

The house of the poor is like an altar.

UTAH ARTS FESTIVAL 2011

Héctor — Fri, 17 Jun 2011 20:12:43 +0000

Chilean poet Hector Ahumada will read his poetry
at Utah Arts Festival / Big Mouth Stage.
June 24th. 2011 / 4 PM /
At the same stage: Richard Weekly, Charles Waugh,
Sara Caldiero, Diane Fouts, Brenda Sue Cowley,
& Poetry Slam Round 2.

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Héctor — Tue, 01 Feb 2011 18:25:13 +0000

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Poetry

Héctor — Fri, 17 Dec 2010 08:36:19 +0000

“Poetry: impossible pain and joy. A poignant touch, nostalgia. Such is Provencal and English poetry.
A joy which by reason of its unmixed purity hurts, pain which by reason of its unmixed purity brings peace.” Simone Weil, Gravity and Grace.

Happy End of the year 2010 to all poets of the world.
Special thanks, to Tomas Oyarzun and family.
Hector Ahumada

CHANGE

Héctor — Thu, 05 Aug 2010 22:40:12 +0000

All things and situations in the world are subject to change and transformation, and so their images.
Capitalism is not an exception. H.A.

Thought and Being

Héctor — Thu, 08 Jul 2010 19:00:00 +0000

…the metaphysics which, in the form of Western “logic” and “grammar,” early took possesion of the interpretation of language. Today we can but begin to surmise what lies hidden in the process. The freeing of language from “grammar,” and placing it in a more original and essential framework, is reserved for thought and poetry. “Letter on Humanism” Heidegger

FROM QUANTUM - Jim Al-Khalili

Héctor — Wed, 23 Jun 2010 22:58:00 +0000

“Poets say science takes away from the beauty of stars - mere globs of gas atoms. Nothing is “mere”. I too see the stars on a desert night, and feel them. But do I see less or more? …What is the pattern, or the meaning, or the why? It does not harm to the mystery to know a little more about it.
For far more marvellous is the truth than any artist of the past imagined it.
Why do the poets of the present not speak of it?” Richard Feynman

INNER ECOLOGY

Héctor — Fri, 18 Jun 2010 16:23:09 +0000

The outer ecology is being destroyed because the inner ecology has been destroyed.
When man is no longer in harmony and balance with his/her self, or blindly guided by comercial gain, that man destroy Nature.
When Nature is destroyed, then mankind is destroyed.
It is simple, Nature affects mankind and mankind affects Nature.
It is a vicious circle in which the basic problem is mankind.
Only when you are at peace inside, serene within your own nature, then you are able to understand the interconnection between Nature and mankind.
To fight with Nature is to fight with ourselves, to hurt Nature is to hurt ourselves, we are part of Nature.
We need to relearn to come closer to: the trees and plants, soil and rocks, water and all the lives within it.
The joy comes when we live in harmony with Nature, not against It.
If we live in harmony with Nature our love increases and matures, and we go with the flow of Nature avoiding Its destruction.