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Because there are avenues Of traffic lights, a phone book Of brothers and lawyers, Why should you think your purse…
Gary Anthony Soto (born April 12, 1952) is an American author and poet. Soto was born to Mexican-American parents Manuel (1910–1957) and Angie Soto (1924-). In his youth, he worked in the fields of the San Joaquin Valley. Soto's father died in 1957, when he was five years old. As his family had to struggle to find work, he had little time or encouragement in his studies, hence, he was not a good student. Soto notes that in spite of his early academic record, while at high school he found an interest in poetry through writers such as Ernest Hemingway, John Steinbeck, Jules Verne, Robert Frost and Thornton Wilder. Soto attended Fresno City College and California State University, Fresno, where he earned his B.A. degree in English in 1974, studying with poet Philip Levine. He did graduate work in poetry writing at the University of California, Irvine, where he was the first Mexican-American to earn a M.F.A. in 1976. He states that he wanted to become a writer in college after discovering the novelist Gabriel García Márquez and the contemporary poets Edward Field, W. S. Merwin, Charles Simic, James Wright and Pablo Neruda, whom he calls "the master of them all. Soto taught at University of California, Berkeley and at University of California, Riverside, where he was a Distinguished Professor. Soto was a 'Young People's Ambassador' for the United Farm Workers of America, introducing young people to the organization's work and goals. Soto became the sponsor for the Pattonville High School Spanish National Honor Society in 2009. Soto lives in northern California, dividing his time between Berkeley and Fresno, but is no longer teaching.)
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You're in this dream of cotton plants. You raise a hoe, swing, and the first weeds Fall with a sigh. You take another step, Chop, and the sigh comes again,…
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There is the one who turns A spoon over like a letter, Reading the teeth-marks Older than his own;…
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Wedding night Graciela bled lightly But enough to stain his thighs And left an alphabet…
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Today it's going to cost us twenty dollars To live. Five for a softball. Four for a book, A handful of ones for coffee and two sweet rolls, Bus fare, rosin for your mother's violin…
"It's a '49," Rhinehardt said, and slammed The screen door, then worked his way around The dog turds in the yard To the Buick gutted from firethe gears…
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All through lunch Peter pinched at his crotch, And Jesús talked about his tattoos, And I let the flies crawl my arm, undisturbed, Thinking it was wrong, a buck sixty five,…
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I was hoping to be happy by seventeen. School was a sharp check mark in the roll book, An obnoxious tuba playing at noon because our team Was going to win at night. The teachers we…
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Did you sneeze? Yes, I rid myself of the imposter inside me. Did you iron your shirt?…
My chalk is no longer than a chip of fingernail, Chip by which I must explain this Monday Night the verbs "to get;" "to wear," "to cut." I'm not given much, these tired students,…
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The clouds shouldered a path up the mountains East of Ocampo, and then descended, Scraping their bellies gray on the cracked shingles of slate.…
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for César Chávez Field The wind sprays pale dirt into my mouth…
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We could wipe away a fly, Drink, and order that yellow Thing behind the glass, peach Or sweet bread. Sunlight…
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When the sun's whiteness closes around us Like a noose, It is noon, and Molina squats…
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Listen, nephew. When I opened the cantina At noon A triangle of sunlight…