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Poem: To the women of BoliviaTamara Pearson
27 September 2007Her name is Lucha, short for Luisa. It means “struggle”. She wears a purple polera, down to her knees, And carries her shop in the rainbow aguayo on her back Her husband died 2 years ago, She has 3 children She is 26. Lucha’s mass the rusted roads, the birthing soils.
They breastfeed, eat and work, with toes eroded
Old mountains And they walk with these old mountains History in their throats Husbands inside them, children on their shoulders And all these weights that link as chains They carry quietly. They are strong. They are strong enough to change this country And so, the women of Bolivia are the engine of its history The wind, sun and roots of its dusty hills The regular rhythm of its sacrifice and struggle They are the vibrating streets, the humid farms, the humble home. As they work, Bolivia breathes |
From: Cultural Dissent |
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