White

Nieve, neve, neige,
yuki, shui, nun

There is no true
word for this white

in any of my
native languages—

But I know bukel,
bulong, daga

seed, leaf, soil;
bisin, pait,

sam-it, alsem— hunger,
bitter, sweet, sour;

and I know rabii,
mysterious night, is darker,

studded with points
of brilliance:

raniag, bituén,
búlan—

Luisa A. Igloria
12 28 2012

In response to Via Negativa: White Night and thus: Quigley Canyon.

About Luisa A. Igloria

Poet Luisa A. Igloria (website) is the author of Juan Luna’s Revolver (2009 Ernest Sandeen Prize, University of Notre Dame Press), Trill & Mordent (WordTech Editions, 2005) and 8 other books. When she isn’t writing, reading, or teaching, she cooks with her family, hand-binds books, listens to tango music, and keeps her radar tuned for cool lizard sightings.
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