"The Secret Language" By: Luisa Igloria

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“The Secret Language”

By: Luisa Igloria

1 I have learned your speech


2 Fair stranger; for you
3 I have oiled my hair
4 And coiled it tight
5 Into a braid as thick
6 And beautiful as a serpent
7 In your story of Eden

8 For you, I have covered


9 My breasts and hidden,
10 Among the folks of my surrendered
11 Inheritance, the beads
12 I have sworn since girlhood.

13 It is fifty years now


14 Since the day my father
15 Took me to the school in Bua
16 A headman’s terrified
17 Peace – gift. In the doorway
18 The teacher stood, her hair
19 The bleached color of corn,
20 Watching with bird’s eyes.

21 Now, I am Christina.
22 I am told I can make lace
23 Fine enough to lay upon the altar
24 Of a cathedral in Europe.
25 But this is a place
26 That I will never see.

27 I cooked the tourists at an in


28 They praise my lemon pie
29 And my English, which they say
30 Is faultless. I smile
31 And look past the window,
32 Imagining father’s and grandfather’s cattle
33 Grazing by the smoke trees.
34 But it is evening, and these
35 Are ghosts

36 In the night.
37 When I am alone at last,
38 I lie uncorseted
39 Upon the iron bed
40 Composing my lost beads
41 Over my chest, dreaming back
42 Each flecked and opalescent
43 Color, crooning the names,
44 Along with mine:
45 Binaay, Binaay.

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