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Poem: Seeking Conquistadors

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I can’t explain to you
why I’m suddenly in the market
for antique Spanish swords
from our war against Iberians
in Teddy Roosevelt’s Caribbean
but here I am
hoping that geographic cures
will work—
A call to arms
that only the wounded
would heed.

It hurts to be so sober
on a Friday, half past eight
scouring Bannerman catalogues 110 years old
for militaria that one can no longer purchase
though if your love has left you
then perhaps you can relate.

A product description
catches my eye:
“SPANISH INFANTRY OFFICER’S SWORD,
with blade and scabbard broken in two.
Probably done so as not to surrender
complete sword.
Blade is Marked...
Captured in Cuba.
Price $6.00.”

Instantly I want it
but the time machine required
is almost as improbable
as Jackie coming back.

We Spaniards are so stubborn
even in defeat
and some of us still breathing
never came back from battle.

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