Two poems by Angela de Hoyos
in the skies
The Final Laugh
On an empty stomach,
with the pang of mendicant yesterdays
I greet my reflection
in the dark mirror of dusk.
What do the entrails know
about the necessity of being white
–the advisability of mail-order parents?
Or this wearing in mock defiance
the thin rag of ethnic pride,
saying to shivering flesh and grumbling belly:
Patience, O companions of my dignity?
Perhaps someday I shall accustom myself
to this: my hand held out
in eternal supplication: being content
with the left-overs of a greedy establishment.
Or – who knows? – perhaps tomorrow
I shall burst these shackles
and rising to my natural full height
fling the final parting laugh
O gluttonous omnipotent alien white world.
(Diploma Di Benemerenza, 1972
Accademia L. Da Vinci, Rome, Italy)