Language and Traveling
TODOS SANTOS TEASES Poem by Cathy Catya Weil (resident of Todos Santos).
Todos Santos is like a woman, before you can open your eyes she teases you with her pungent fragrance of desert sage, the denseness of salty brine, a passing waft of blackened palm.
As the moments pass between wake and sleep, she teases you with cool tendrils of a breeze, enough to give flight to unruly strands of sun streaked gold and chocolate brown.
Her horizon lightens and her sky implodes with hues of dusky pink, brilliant backlit oranges and then fades to the yellow of mustard fields. Slowly she seduces you with shades of azul and cobalt, whipped with frothy clouds of meringue.
For today is your day…
She beckons you, be her lover for the day, dance to her symphony of crashing waves, strum madly her strings to join in the cacophony of repetitive mourning dove tunes, the drumbeat of woodpecker borings, and the hilarity of gecko laughter.
She teases you to rise slowly, ensconced still with night visions and dreams, giddy with an unleashed day ahead.
Her plot unfolds, as she snags you in her web of pheromones she lays for you in her dusty trails, her sandy shores, her cresting waves, her cactus spines, and her palm berries .
Today is your day, so she laces your boots with desert dew, and miles of Todos Santos dirt and sand, so you will never forget her. Each crack, each wrinkle, illustrate a walk, an experience, a journey….see more.
SCLI Volunteer English program in Todos Santos, BCS, in 2019.
Little by little
we are reclaiming the words
Just as the land was once large,
so, too, our voice
Some words lost on the Trail
have been found
They lived hidden in baskets,
in pockets, in the very tassels
of corn (Selu, Selu)
Now the words live again
See? When I saw nogwo
it is now,
both the now of then
and the now of not yet
The words work secret medicine
and strong, forming us
from the inside out
Language is our Magic Lake-
we walk in limping with loss
and emerge wholly ourselves
When Cecilia speaks
she bears with her
the future of these sounds
Listen: her voice is soft but sure.
Kimberly L. Becker