Imagine that
By Leopoldo Seguel
we are circling round
our own demise, hold
me back, I’m not sure
of myself, where
are my people, we
swallowed the earth
whole, remember when we were
young, imagine that, the ancients
wept, made us honest, prayers
asunder, tattered visions, all
suffering is local, start
here, work outwards, till you
hold your friend
first, then your enemy
Leopoldo Seguel has hosted a monthly poetry reading in Seattle for the past 12 years. Although he has lived in the United States since age 5, his heart still resonates with his Mapuche legacy through his Chilean father and extended Chilean family.