Rooted

by Marcela Alejandra Sanchez

 

Rooted

by Marcela Alejandra Sanchez

He arrived at the passage room
for the time of the shearing
and extended his stay
because it was raining.
In a corner 'the shed
a stowage made him a partition,
he made the cot; of a wire
he hung up his few pilchas,
and by not locking up the sheepfold
and enjoy those days
to not spend it boring
he helped... where he could:
bring them together to make fire,
fix some drinks,
cut slices, take out tientos,
shelling for the chickens...
And when he made up the time
and he finished with the shearing,
he broke a pawn and was left
to replace it for a few days.
Later in the same stay
other changas that came out...
From the shed, he went to the pieces
that for the pawns there were.
And as time slips away
and the days pile up
it's been like twenty years
that that Segundo Molina
he is a man for a boss:
he is no longer a swallow pawn!

Fragment of "A pawn, Segundo Molina"
by Victor Abel Giménez