Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Cachao and Me
Israel Lopes invented the Mambo
Everybody called him Cachao
I didn't call him much of anything
as he died in 2008
Dead and buried
in the basement
of a house in Chicago
- Ashes to ashes
under inches of dust
Is where I found Cachao
Cachao was in his renaissance
- It was 1995
When the world once again
took notice of the Mambo Kings
and he was up for auction
Cachao was resurrected
in a garage sale
in the Western Suburbs
Far from California Avenue
Far from Spanish Harlem
Even further from his native Cuba
Cachao and me are hanging now
He, on a wall in a vacant house
Me, drinking sangria
From a plastic White Sox cup
Labels:
Cachao,
Israel Lopes,
mambo,
Mambo Kings,
Mark Butkus,
poem
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