Issue #1 Winter 2002
Insights
by Claudia Grinnell
Everybody knows that Mexico
is an invented country.
I will leave
when everyone's asleep
when the grass stands
still and yellow,
when no bird's song calls
me back,
when the last hail
peels the last tree.
Mexico waits for me.
My suitcase is packed.
I will leave at dawn,
in the hour of executions.
I will leave when I can
open this door
from the inside,
when I can hear
the applause from the walls,
when I have numbered my steps.
Mexico is waiting.
©2001 Claudia Grinnell
Claudia Grinnell is a native of Germany and now teaches English at the University of Louisiana at Monroe. Her poetry has appeared in numerous venues such as Exquisite Corpse, Hayden's Ferry Review, River Oak Review and New Orleans Review. She is the author of Conditions Horizontal. Her website is located at <http://www.ulm.edu/~grinnell/cc.htm>.