Category Archives: Victor di Suvero

#69 The Land Knows Us By Victor di Suvero

The striations along the mountain’s sides
Tell us of histories that began and ran
In this land long before the Indian came
Before Oñate and his band came up
From Zatatecas to find gold up here
Which they did not find.
But found instead
A land of dawns that sing and also days full
Of the kinds of work that make one pleased
And evenings by the fires that smile
With us when we have done the work.

The treasures that exist are in the stories
That are told by the viejitos to the young
The stories that sing and laugh and
Turn into the ones the young will tell
Their children when they grow old.

We can
Be certain of one thing alone as we come to know
How life moves in these canyons and out over
The plains that, as each year turns, we also
Turn to thank what brought us here and,
As we have come to know this land we sing
That the land has come to know us.

Victor di Suvero, award winning poet and publisher has been living in New Mexico for the past 23 years. Born in Italy, raised in China, he arrived in the US in 1941, just before WWII. He served as a Merchant Mariner and has been writing consistently since then. He still believes poetry is as necessary as air, as water and bread.

#30 Diga Me by Victor di Suvero

Diga me, tell me, the old man said,
How you will tell the children and
Their children when the time comes,
The old stories about the land and
About how we came here.

                                       Tell me
Once again how the stones at Chaco
Were set in lines to tell the stars
Up there in the sky where to shine

                                       Tell me
once again how the river ran
Through the canyon to flow out
Into the plains down here below
Where it was water all the way
Across from those hills in the east
To the mountain ridges where the sun
Goes down to sleep each night.

                                        Tell me
How you have learned to sing the songs
The mountain sings when Spring rushes
Into green and the apple trees and roses
Come out to see and be seen here
And in the villages down river that
Have been the homes for all of us
And make sure you still remember
How we came into this land
That welcomed us when we had
Had enough of all the other places
We had known before.

Victor di Suvero, award winning poet and publisher has been living in New Mexico for the past 23 years. He served as a Merchant Mariner and has been writing consistently since then. He still believes poetry is as necessary as air, as water and bread.