If you think my poetry is bad you should see my paintings

This is the closest I have come to writing a poem in Spanish. I do read Mexican poetry in English and Spanish. "Reversible Monuments- Contemporary Mexican Poetry" is quite good. Back in 1959 when they were both living in Paris, Octavio Paz hired Samuel Beckett to translate "An Anthology of Mexican Poetry". Beckett, who knew little Spanish, did not like many of the poems but needed the pre-Godot dough.

Sonnet for Español in Zihuatanejo
Ice is for drinks not rinks, Spanish word is ‘Hielo’.
‘Hola’ say amigos, No one yells ‘hello’.
Spanish for rain is ‘lluvia’ which I did not know.
Got it wrong because the word is ‘Español’.
‘Vi lluever’ means it is raining, you guess
literary devices, pathetic fallacy at best.

Wave ‘hola’ and ola crashes into the Pacific coast.
Wave ‘good by’ and it is a very specific ‘adios’.
Sun sets of hues yellow, red and grapefruit.
Fiestas in my seer sucker or white linen suit.
When she says ‘once’ she means eleven.
You only live once; I’ve gone to heaven.

Despite the Third’s lament,
There is no winter’s discontent.