Look, Maria, the shadow of the undergrowth
like a stain staring at us
Look, Maria, the butterfly’s shadow
like another Maria landing on the sea.
Look, Maria, apples dropping from the apple tree
into the hands of the man waiting for them.
Aridjis, Homero. “Look, María.” Poemas solares: Solar Poems. Trans. George McWhirter. San Francisco: City Lights Books, 2010. p. 161.