Cara Cameron: Just another backpacker… until she was raped in Peru. Now she’s fighting the system
Image: Cara Cameron/2010.
When she flew to the small Amazonian town of Iquitos in Peru’s north-east, Cara Cameron was hoping to embark on a jungle tour, perhaps see some wildlife. She wasn’t expecting a campaign of extended sexual harrassment by her local guide to end in her rape, four nights later.
Cameron is not the first backpacker to be raped while travelling, and sadly she won’t be the last. But rather than hanging her head and allowing local authorities to shame her, Cameron is fighting to regain her rights and is refusing to go quietly.
The twenty-four year old model from San Francisco was travelling with a friend when they were repeatedly approached by Victor Escobar Naro and Jaime Mejia Prado selling a tour with Amazon Adventure Expeditions, allegedly based in Los Angeles. The girls agreed to a four-day jungle tour late last January.
According to Cameron’s report, during the tour “Victor repeatedly tried to kiss me, touch me and sleep in my bed. I refused very clearly all his advances, but he did stop when I said stop.” The girls allege that the freelance guides were afraid of being fired, and convinced them not to report them if a night of food and lodging was paid for.
It was thus that they found themselves in the Las Brisas del Oriente Hotel in Iquitos on 3 February. Cameron went to bed at 10.30pm after having used the internet and shared one beer with her friend, Jane Kathrein. At around two in the morning, she woke to find that her clothes had been removed and Naro was on top of her, raping her.
“I awoke confused, scared then angry and pushed him, hit and kicked him, to get him to stop penetrating me. I grab the pepper spray I keep on the night stand and maced him in the face. I realize he is naked and not wearing a condom, and I am not wearing any other clothes besides my bra,” Cameron’s statement reads.
While she had been sleeping, the guides had returned for a drinking session and knocked on the door. Kathrein answered and went with them to collect her charger, not realising that Naro has slipped into the room behind her rather than following them down the hall. Ten minutes later, she returned to a locked door which she opened, to find her friend trying to fight Naro off.
When the girls exited the room to call the police, they found the lights switched off. “I have a really bad feeling,” Kathrein told Cameron. Cameron kicked out in the dark and hit Prado, who had been standing silently in the dark to block their path. “It’s all a misunderstanding,” he told them.
The hotel had been padlocked shut for the night and the girls found themselves locked in the lobby with Cameron’s rapist and his friend. Shouting and screaming for help through the bars, they attracted the attention of a mototaxi driver who pressed the external buzzer to get the receptionist out of bed. However, he and Prado both insisted that the police wouldn’t come, and Prado hung up the receiver as Cameron began to dial.
“They’re crazy gringas, don’t worry,” he told the clerk, in rapid-fire Spanish, Cameron recounts. Prado collected his belongings and was permitted by the receptionist to leave. On his way out he told Cameron, “[the police] will never believe you.”
Cameron’s experience is disturbing for many reasons. Apart from experiencing a horrible trauma, she is now facing a corrupt legal system that would rather shame and frighten her into leaving the country rather than prosecute the guilty.Cameron held her rapist at the hotel, preventing him too from leaving before the arrival of the police.
Despite an initially positive response (slapping Naro on his attempt to bribe them, taking him to the station and having a doctor examine Cameron and blood-test Naro), things degenerated.
Despite Naro’s claims that Cameron liked “rough sex” (to justify the vaginal tears and lesions), the police report concluded that they were the result of a violent sexual assault, and that Cameron’s swollen hands were a result of fighting him off.
She tested negative for alcohol and drugs, but while there managed to see Naro’s positive bloodwork.
In court the following day, Cameron was told that she would have to participate in a “confrontation” in which she, Naro and a public prosector sat in a room to debate the course of events, without a lawyer or a contact from the American Embassy present.
Furthermore, the judge, Maria Felices, said that if she did not sign her testimony, which had been translated into Spanish, and endure the process, the case would be dropped. “You lose,” she told Cameron.
The Peruvian justice system also requires that Cameron participate in a “reconstruction” where all participants return to the scene of the crime to reenact the events.
“No one cares about the psycological damage I have endured or how damaging literally recreating, reenacting my rape will be for me,” Cameron says. “We have also learned that our judge has had corruption charges brought against her for accepting bribes, and yet she is still practicing!“
The Peruvian judicial system has made me out to be the bad guy, and I think they are being so dificult so I will drop charges and run home. However, I am a fighter, and cannot leave with out ensuring he cannot continue to do this to other young women,” Cameron’s statement reads. “I refuse to be raped again by a corrupt Peruvian legal system.”
This case is perhaps the most high-profile in a long history of female backpackers being raped during their travels. In many cases, the victims have been pressured to drop charges or have chosen to fly home and leave their nightmarish experiences behind, knowing that the justice process is long and drawn-out and does not guarantee convictions. The law, it appears, is on the side of the perpetrators.
That white female backpackers are at risk is no surprise. They are a vulnerable group, standing out due to their looks, their ethnicity, and their backpacks. Many unwittingly engage in risky behaviour, often due to an ignorance of local customs, or the I’ll-take-my-chances mentality that comes with a life on the road. The income disparity between locals and visitors, and a resentment towards tourists from some sectors of society are just a couple of reasons for the violent attacks that have occured against foreign women.
However, Cameron’s case is an example of the failure of care of those that are supposed to protect tourists. The local government, tourism department, hotel owners, travel agents, taxi drivers, police and tour operators, are all responsible for protecting the foreigners that are visiting their country. Cameron’s is not an isolated incident, and pretending that it was, or that it can be swept under the rug will not make the issue go away.
What is remarkable about this case is that Cameron refuses to be cowed. She has started a Facebook page notifying her friends and family of what has happened, and is begging for help. She wants the media on the case, creating an awareness that she hopes will force the Peruvian authorities to take action. Created in the last week, the group already has almost three hundred members, many of whom are dedicated to gaining publicity for Cameron’s case.
“The more people, the more press I get, the safer I am. Please please please help me. Do whatever you need to do, but get the word out,” she pleads. “I saw my rapist walking freely down the street today and had a panic attack. Where is the justice?”
The answer is, there’s very little. Cameron shouldn’t have to fight like this to receive fair treatment at the hands of authorities. Rather than suspending the guides pending investigation, the Amazon Adventure Expeditions has mounted a smear campaign to attempt to discredit Cameron. Carolina Torres, daughter of the tour company’s founder, and her American fiance Matthew Taylor, who also works for the company, have categorically denied Cameron’s accusations despite all the evidence in her favour.
The answer is, there’s very little. Cameron shouldn’t have to fight like this to receive fair treatment at the hands of authorities. Rather than suspending the guides pending investigation, the Amazon Adventure Expeditions has mounted a smear campaign to attempt to discredit Cameron. Carolina Torres, daughter of the tour company’s founder, and her American fiance Matthew Taylor, who also works for the company, have categorically denied Cameron’s accusations despite all the evidence in her favour.
They posit that her claim is due to jealousy. Torres claims that the girls had been drinking and taking drugs and that Cameron had sexual relations with Naro while inebriated on tour. They claim that, upon their return to Iquitos, Cameron had sobered up and regretted the incident. They claim that Kathrein is her lover and that when she found Cameron with Naro, she was overcome with jealousy and that the girls cooked up the rape allegations together. They also threatened Cameron on the street yesterday, 7 February.
“You better get the fuck out of town before something really bad happens to you,” Cameron says that Torres said to her in a pharmacy. Cameron’s safety in Iquitos now as she pushes for justice is questionable at best. Ruffling too many feathers could cost her her life, but this is a fight she isn’t backing down from.However, there has been an outpouring of support for Cameron on the Peru21 news website that published an account of her rape. Readers have debated the role that authorities should play in protecting foreigners, as well as questioning whether or not Cameron got in over her head and cried rape.
“This is a humiliation for Peru, that our country will look this way to foreigners … Now the tourist will go and say that she was raped here and we’ll look bad. My God, what a shame, and with these corrupt police that we have and these judges that are for sale…” wrote ‘Pipe’ on 4 February.
“The police should ensure that the gringa hasn’t gotten involved with some guy, [panicked], and then said that he raped her. I’m not a machista but gringas are like that, especially when they travel abroad,” wrote ‘Miguel’ the same day.
Cameron has quite the battle in front of her. And regardless of what happens, the image of Peru will suffer, just has she has suffered, which is surely a tragedy for all involved. Peru’s image as a wonderful tourist destination, which is surely is, will depend on how authorities handle Cameron’s case in light of the growing media attention.
La semana pasada una chica de USA vino al Perú a visitar Machu Pichu, el primer día que llegó al Cuzco salió a conocer la Plaza cerca de donde se hospedó se sentó a tomar un café y se le acerco un sujeto ofreciendole guiarla, como no conocía la ciudad, accedió poco después la drogaron. Ayer la dejé en el aeropuerto muy traumatizada, aterrada. Al ver su rostro desconsolado me sentí muy mal su cara de horror frustración, impotencia y su espíritu mellado, apabullado, maltratado, destruido, era el reflejo de su mala suerte, para concha y lo peor de todo es que encontraron al violador despues de hacer LA DENUNCIA Y EL HIJO DE MIL PUTAS Nunca FUE ARRESTADO Yese malnacido SIGUE EN LAS CALLES del Cuzco probablemente buscando su nueva víctima como pedro por su casa.....desde entonces he hablado con 2 chicas que vinieron para colaborar con los mas pobres al Peru pero les ha sucedido lo mismo en el mismo lugar esto no se ve en las noticias por que el estado no lo permite, lo mas incongruente es que las autoridades no hacen nada al respecto PARA QUE MIERDA EL GOBIERNO INVIERTE MAS DE 20 MILLONES DE NUESTROS IMPUESTOS EN PUBLICIDAD PARA TRAER TURISTAS AL PERU SI ESTO ES UNA PESADILLA POR LA FALTA DE SEGURIDAD Y LA IMPUNIDAD DEL CRIMEN?¿QUE MIERDA ESTAN ESPERANDO LOS "NACIONALISTAS" PARA HACER ALGO SOBRE LA LEY Y EL ORDEN EN EL PERU?
Mientras esto siga ocurriendo me opongo carajo a que el gobierno siga invirtiendo nuestro dinero desperdiciado en promover este infierno. Abajo una chica escribe sobre un infierno parecido al que le acaba de suceder a mi amiga:
Peru21.pe reported that a 29 year old American citizen was intercepted by an individual who threatened her with a knife and a gun. The American tourist, 29, was raped in the upper district of Alto Selva Alegre. According to the police said, she tried to climb to the summit of the Misti volcano. However, she said that when she passed through the cemetery district, was intercepted by an individual who threatened her with a knife and a gun. Subsequently, according to her account, was taken by her attacker to a clearing where he raped her. The tourist said that the subject of coarse texture, dark complexion and height 1.65, also stole his camera, his cell phone and 70 soles. Read Article
The TRB American tourist, 29, was raped in the upper district of Alto Selva Alegre. According to the police said she tried to climb to the summit of the Misti volcano.
However, he said that when passing by the cemetery district, was intercepted by a person who threatened herwith a knife and a gun.
Later, according to his account, was taken by her attacker to a clearing where he raped her. The tourist said that the subject, heavily built, dark complexion and height 1.65, also stole his camera, his cell phone and 70 soles.
A Survivor Speaks: Peace Corps Volunteer Raped in Peru
The following piece has been written by a currently-serving Peace Corps Volunteer. Mary Kate is a survivor of sexual violence. The incident happened during her service. The following was written by Mary Kate as a way to process and heal from the incident. We applaud her courage and tenacity. She also offers some solutions to issues that survivors face if they remain in-country.
TRIGGER WARNING - Please be aware that some of what Mary Kate writes may be triggering. Please read with caution.
If you are a survivor and would like to submit your story for posting on this blog, please email Casey at firstresponseaction@gmail.com.
August 17th 2011 marked the day I officially swore in as a Peace Corps Volunteer in Peru. Now almost a year into my service has forced me to reflect on what this year has been like for me. Truth is I am not a normal PCV. 1 month into my service I was raped. It felt like such a normal day but it was my own September 11th. I had spent the morning running errands doing session planning; I was not supposed to do a lot of things that day. I had called the PCMO that morning because my leg had swollen up because of mosquito bites and the PCMO told me I should stay home. I however had classes and meeting plans and was determined to prove myself to my new community.
TRIGGER WARNING - Please be aware that some of what Mary Kate writes may be triggering. Please read with caution.
If you are a survivor and would like to submit your story for posting on this blog, please email Casey at firstresponseaction@gmail.com.
August 17th 2011 marked the day I officially swore in as a Peace Corps Volunteer in Peru. Now almost a year into my service has forced me to reflect on what this year has been like for me. Truth is I am not a normal PCV. 1 month into my service I was raped. It felt like such a normal day but it was my own September 11th. I had spent the morning running errands doing session planning; I was not supposed to do a lot of things that day. I had called the PCMO that morning because my leg had swollen up because of mosquito bites and the PCMO told me I should stay home. I however had classes and meeting plans and was determined to prove myself to my new community.
I left the café after I was done with my planning said goodbye to a fellow PCV without knowing that moments later my world would be changed. I got into a motto taxi and a few minutes later I found myself fighting for my life. I was in a horrible lonely trash dump not far from a prison and my pleas were being ignored. I thought I would die, the more I fought the stronger his grasps got and I stared at the far off sand dunes praying that this would not be it, that this would not be the last thing I saw.After I escaped I no longer had the normal concerns of a PC. I sat in the police station worried about what this meant for my service, for me, how would I tell my family? There are not many things that I remember about that day. But I sat in the police station telling PC and telling the police every detail of my attack, I remember it being the 3 most difficult and exhausting days of my life. I would have to go back to the scene of the crime, I would have to look at my attacker 3 different times to identifying and although PC stood beside me I felt like the loneliest person on the planet.I went home on med evac and returned to service 45 days later. I stayed because of the support I received from staff at post and returning and completing my service was important to me but it would not be easy. I chose to prosecute and I was still waiting on a trial date, a month or so after I was at my new site I began to struggle with nightmares, flashbacks, depression, and feeling alone and in pain. It seemed like I had lost so much. There were days when I was too afraid to leave my house and too afraid to reach out for help, and I spent a lot of time being afraid of what people at my site would think of me if they knew. I was not sure what I had to offer in many ways I just felt like “that girl” and felt nothing but shame. I didn’t want to be feeling this way and I tried to ignore it. I tried to ignore the fact that I had developed PTSD. I just wanted to get back to me, the happy go lucky girl with a boisterous laughter. I just wanted to laugh again.Finally I was at the point of no return, I had hit rock bottom and something needed to be done. I couldn’t complete my service feeling this way. Finally after months and months of thought, late night conversations with the Kellie Greene the Victims Advocate I knew I had commit to therapy, I had to be honest with myself about the pain that I was in. I had been receiving calls from a DC for support but I was really only doing it to satisfy others, to prove to the outside world that I was a strong as the front I was putting on. I thought if they knew, if they could see or feel the pain that I was really in they would know I was a fraud. I was in a beautiful country doing all of the things I had imagined but it didn’t matter. All I could focus on was the knots in my stomach, and all of the anger that I had pint up inside.I would leave site for more than a month to stay in Lima as the trial date came closer and closer. I would become frustrated with the world around me and found myself getting angry at the very people who had been such a support to me. I was tired of putting my life on hold, I was tired of waiting, tired of being patient, tired of putting my life and projects on hold time and time again, tired of the walls I had built, tired of not feeling heard or understood but more than anything tired of feeling so alone.Peace Corps volunteers and people in my community had known what had happened because my name and details of my assault had been printed and shown in the media but I remained tight lipped on the subject and in many ways suffered in silence even though those around me knew the cause of my suffering. I remember clearly having to act like my life was normal. Planning for camps and classes like there was no pending trial date looming over my head like a dark cloud. I would have to return to the life that I left behind and would walk back once more to the lonely and forgotten place where it happened. For the first time in months I would have to remember every detail, every touch of my assault. I could no longer deny that this has become a part of my service. The time had come.Truth is none of us knew what to expect I didn’t know how I would feel how I would react. I sat in meetings with the prosecutor, a Peruvian social worker, and an attorney all there to support me all who did a fantastic job but I was desperately seeking answers and would have to be happy with hypothetical situations. None of it felt real to me. My family could not attend the trial; they could only support me from affair. The Victims Advocate, my security officer, medical officer, and two fellow PCVs were with me but it didn’t stop me from feeling alone and afraid…but just before I walked into the courtroom me griping the hand of my PCMO (who acted as my translator) something happened. I was not afraid and a strange calm rushed over my body. I had nothing to fear. All I had to do was speak the truth. The outcome didn’t seem that important anymore. It was my chance to take back some of which was takenThere is nothing more unique than being a Peace Corps rape survivor. I had met other survivors but who more than a PCV could understand the challenges we face: faraway legal systems, magnified loneness and isolation, being away from family in your greatest hour of need, and the unique form of mental health support we receive because of limited in country resources volunteers receive if they chose to return to service. Peace Corps has made some great progress since the Volunteer Protection Act but there are many ways Peace Corps could increase their support to PCVs and become a leader in women’s rights. Many of these are simple and would require empowering the survivor and giving them a voice in the process from the beginning and this means a voice that is stronger than the bureaucratic rules of Peace Corps.· Strengthening the privacy of PCVs who are victims of crimes among PCVs and PC staff both in post and Peace Corps Washington. It is a well-known fact to any PCV that gossip spreads around the PC community like fire. While most of the time it is harmless. For survivors whether or not their case has been made public to the media having there tragedy passed around like news can be very dehumanizing.· Providing special support to Victims who are home on Med Evac, asking them what they need and finding a way to provide it. Connecting them with a PC survivor support network, and giving them a stronger voice in their choice to return or leave service.When I was on medevac the greatest and probably most helpful part of my healing process was the PCVs I met who could relate to what I was feeling what I was experiencing. I struggled during counseling because I was never ready for it at the time but I could open up, cry, and get angry around other survivors because I felt safe I felt understood. Group therapy rather than individual therapy or at least a combination of the two would have meant so much. PCVs are a community and we are use to relying on each other, no matter how long we serve or where there is a very powerful connection that should be utilized to help PCVs heal.· Communicating and keeping PCVs informed during their medevac. Once a PCV accepts a Med Evac the decision to return is not entirely their own. Keeping PCVs informed of their progress and if and when they are returning to country. Sometimes med evac becomes conterproactive because with any PCV who wishes to return this creates added anxiety and pressure to say the right things during therapy and the process becomes forced rather than helpful and I personally resented therapy during med evac but did not feel like I had the right to refuse it if I wanted to return to county.To make Med Evac more helpful to the PCV give them the right to refuse therapy. Some of us are not ready right away. I was removed from my support at post and was still grieving that, I was grieving not being in Peru, I was grieving the fact that I was raped and at times I felt the only place I was heard was in Kellie Greene office where I was allowed to express my concerns without consequences. If the PCV is not open to counseling respect that, give them time, no one can heal from this in the 45 day time line. It might require offering alternatives, it might require providing a grace period so that they can adjust and be ready, and it might involve allowing the PCV more than 45 days so that they do not become medically separated. It requires being patient and understanding with the PCV and putting the power back where it belongs with the volunteers.We are what makes the Peace Corps possible and need to be partners and have a voice in our treatment plan. Sitting down with the PCV making them aware of their rights, the medevac process but most importantly asking them what they want and give them the right to say NO. Rape survivors already feel powerless and frustrated and some policy and rules can unintentionally retruamtized the PCV instead of helping them· Providing better mental health support to PCVs in country. PCVs are incredibly brave and intelligent but we have challenges that the average survivors do not face. We live in isolated communities we speak languages that are not our first, and are away from our families sometimes unable to talk for months at a time. I have cell phone reception in site I am lucky enough to receive 2 weekly counseling but even this presents limitations in terms of what can be discussed. Making sure medical staffs are trained to provide subsidized support specifically to sexual assault survivors and providing increased training to the PSN network in regards to the needs of sexual assault survivors whether it occurred during or before there Peace Corps service.While another PCV could not provide professional support PSN representatives should have special training on what a rape survivor may face during their service, and being able to use that knowledge to support the survivor. While some who has never been raped could never fully understand that does not mean that their own life experiences and hardships can help a PCV during his or her healing process. Sometimes as survivors the one thing we can do to reduce our own sense of isolation is to help those who couldn’t possibly understand.· Use of technology: Because we don’t often get face to face contact with therapist accept maybe in our country capital which often requires time out of site away from projects and 12 hour plus bus rides finding more creative ways to provide emotional support to PCVs. This could look like many things. One of the websites that I have found helpful during my healing process is www. Pandys.com which is a large survivor support network that uses technology to help survivors heal. Survivors can share their stories, connect with other survivors, find healing exercises, ect . Using forums like Pandora’s Aquarium to connect PVCs around the world so needed. As all survivor communities have specific needs creating a safe social networking system that PCVs can use to help them before, during, and after their service.· Providing PCVs with self-help resources and materials. After I was assaulted I remember craving materials I didn’t want to talk about it I just wanted to understand it intellectualize it make it into something concrete. I wanted a manual I wanted to know when this was going to be over, what were the steps, what the hell was I supposed to do? Pandys also has a library of resources that is accessible within the states but providing PCVs with access to these materials is even more important because at some point we have to return to site and deal with things the best way we can which is sometimes on our own but by providing these materials even from afar PC can still be of support to PCVs.· Better on going Safety and security training and SA: Since the passage of the Kate Busey Volunteer protection act I have seen and tremendous efforts from my own post to increase our safety and decrease our risks during service. We receive a great amount of training on this during pre-service training and even at our Early in service training but it needs to be on going and reiterated to PCVs once they get to site so that they become aware of the risks in their specific sites. This can be done in several ways.During monthly regional meetings let PCVs take the lead on their own security risk and concerns. During ISTs and Pre Service trainings PCVs are overload with information and the stress of training but PCVs often listen and learn better from real PCV experiences. I know of PCVs that because of my assault refuse to take motto taxis and take extra precautions when traveling either in or out of site. I was not the first PCV to get assaulted in a motto taxi and I had no knowledge of their dangers before I got to my site where mottos taxis are the main form of transport. Had I been made aware of this my assault may or may not have been prevented. Making PCVs aware of circumstances under which incidents occur by still respecting confidentiality is very important but I do feel that at times these things work better when they are volunteer led with the support of PC staff.· Gender and cultural conflicts: Peru is a bit of a match making culture. It is very common for PCVs to have romantic relationships with Peruvians during their service. My circumstances were unique in that I was raped by a stranger but most PCVs are attacked by people they know and feel they can trust. In a culture that is heavily entrenched in machismo inviting a man into your room extra might have different implications than it may have in the states. But rather than putting all of the responsibility on women to prevent rape and SA which has proven ineffective. Teach PCVs how to have these conversations with their male counterparts, and enomoradas. As females we are faced with specific challenges we have to deal with the cat calls, maybe the creepy counterpart whose Latina kiss on the check was not so checky. Rather than telling us that this is something we should get use to empower us. Help us share our own culture. Because unwanted sexual attention no mater how culturally acceptable it may be, is never ok. Provide us with the tools we need so that it does not add to our added sense of frustration and helplessness.In essence, I fully believe that Peace Corps is committed to helping volunteers in fact I would not be the same person had it not been for the response I received from post. They have become instrumental in my healing process from the beginning. All PCVs deserve that. They promised to always be there and they have but it has been a process for the both of us. There are times when I get frustrated with them, there are times when I feel like I am not being heard, but I also know that they care and are dedicated to helping me complete my service so I have learned to communicate with them instead of keeping it all inside, I have learned to become my own advocate and tell people what I need from them without making apologies for it.All survivors are unique and we can help others understand how to help us. So keeping open communication with your post and not being afraid to be honest and put all of your worries concerns, ect is freeing important and has been crucial to my healing because all post no matter how responsive can always improve always do better.I got nothing I expected out of my service, nothing I deserved. But because of the passage of the Kate Puzey Act and the fight of PCVs before me. I have been able to heal and get services and the legal help that I needed and because of that my rapist is spending the next 28 years of his life in prison. I am 26. That is one for every year of my life and two to grow on. and add my own voice to the same fight for a better, stronger Peace Corps. I don’t think I would have been able to do this without the men and women before me like the ones in First Action Response who turned their pain and struggle into something incredibly powerful and I would not be able to do this without the continued support from PC staff. My message to other post is this you cannot always prevent horrible things from happening but you can control your response. Remember why Peace Corps exists…because of us.Remember what it is we sacrifice to be here and remember how powerful a compassionate and caring response can do both for the volunteer and Peace Corps. And most importantly remember how powerful a PCV can be in county and those who return home. We have strength, skills,, and a dedication to the Peace Corps unlike any other volunteer.I leave you with links that I have found helpful and with this poem from Robert Frost that has helped me through my own process and be the voice behind my own story.MY OWN PERSONAL BLOG ABOUT MY SERVICE IN THE PEACE CORPSChose Something like a StarO Star (the fairest one in sight),
We grant your loftiness the right
To some obscurity of cloud --
It will not do to say of night,
Since dark is what brings out your light.
Some mystery becomes the proud.
But to be wholly taciturn
In your reserve is not allowed.Say something to us we can learn
By heart and when alone repeat.
Say something! And it says "I burn."
But say with what degree of heat.
Talk Fahrenheit, talk Centigrade.
Use language we can comprehend.
Tell us what elements you blend.It gives us strangely little aid,
But does tell something in the end.
And steadfast as Keats' Eremite,
Not even stooping from its sphere,
It asks a little of us here.
It asks of us a certain height,
So when at times the mob is swayed
To carry praise or blame too far,
We may choose something like a star
To stay our minds on and be staid.Fuerza!
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