Elaine Rollwagen Chamberlain is a poet from Buffalo, New York. She
has traveled extensively in the U.S. and Mexico. During the school year she
teaches literature at Erie Community College. In the summer she works as a
volunteer nurse in a hospital on the Guatemala-Mexico border. She writes
about her family and friends, about growing up in the Northwest, about a
small village in the Lacondon forest where she spends her summers and about
the discomforts and rewards of moving between rich and poor worlds.
You sleep in perspiration. Restless dreams in restless respiration. You ride the horse of night. Turning and returning to the house of resurrection. How weak I am beside you. How tender youth. And cruel the smell of death. If I hold your hand 'til morning small spirit will you stay? It is not an easy way. Full of hate and full of hunger. Spirit there is love. If I hold your hand 'til morning small spirit will you stay? |