Francisco Márquez
Winter 2022 Edition / Poetry
Two Poems
Francisco Marquez
Griffith Observatory
Love and its consequences? Wildness
as when I had no shame, or too little to sate
my own appetite, my annihilating mind?
Watching them, I do not know: two hawks
rising and crashing into each other, nearly
dying like twin shadows, or reflections
repeating in the river’s assault, or you
and I, so many years ago.
One digs its talons in the face of the other,
and I am like the shamed one, flying off,
disintegrating into smoke… But the meaning,
love, it’s the meaning I don’t want to know
any longer. It’s the not knowing, I think,
that brought us here. High wind, no rain.
My Father as Astronaut
Suspended a little left to the moon,
200,000 miles away, my father
sends me glitchy messages,
digital maps that track in red the route
of his voyage, farther, closer now, though
still no estimate of when he’s coming home,
though I know he might never. Less and less the father
I remember, like a warm and distant planet, unfamiliar,
yet glimmering with chances of water, he’s the father
he was when he left, as I am still the son I was. Some nights,
I pick a star and name it my father. Stationary,
fixed at the north, I speak to him
as I would God, whispering my light and guide,
my fortifying compass, so if I were
to step out and look up,
I know, he’d guide me closer,
though, like a star,
burning.
Francisco Márquez is a poet from Maracaibo, Venezuela, born in Miami, Florida. His work has been featured in the Brooklyn Rail, Narrative, the Yale Review, the Slowdown podcast, and the Best American Poetry 2021 anthology, among other publications. He has received fellowships from the Bread Loaf Writer’s Conference, Tin House Writer's Workshop, The Poetry Project, and the Fine Arts Work Center in Provincetown, where he was a 2019-2020 Poetry Fellow. He holds an MFA from New York University and is Assistant Web Editor at Poets & Writers and Poetry Editor at the Adroit Journal. He lives in Brooklyn, New York.