Category: Poema
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run little rabbit, run
siento cómo corre en su transcurso dentro de mis arterias destino a un fin cursa rápido por mis venas – se hace sentir – mediante cosquilleos o presencias múltiples qué le depara a esa sangre llena de warfarin y alcohol no sé pero está ahí alertando, a un ente mio sordo e incapaz de cambiar…
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Under Stjärnorna 1913
Poema suomenruotsalaiset En las olas del mar un buquesu lenguaje de códigos poseépara otorgar a preguntas volátilesrespuestas a los encuentros entre navegantes Nosotros hacemos como los grandes buques,después de haber intercambiado preguntas y respuestas.Nos separamos como ellos y dejamos de divisarnos de nuevo Nos topamos en aguas templadasbajo llamaradas fugaces de la linternaEn común tenemos…
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Llover
Me da curiosidad la palabra llover en su dígrafo esconde la palabra ver llueve ve y llovió obvio vio lluvia veía y llovizna bizca lloverá verá llovería vería con razón a mi primo le encanta ese chiste de ver gotitas o ver gototas
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It is almost 9 in the evening, I can see it is raining, I squint to confirm it Or is it the wind I see directing the water drops falling? time kinda does the same, one has to squint to see human action at its best to forget leaves traces behind as well it takes…
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recuerdos
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del agua al agua
Water left its mark My veins reached to the edges As I sprouted As I bloomed into a full green leaf I felt the cold wind of the early spring caress me The dust of still sunny days pile up on me, then rain showered me shook off pesky dinner guests Cleansed me tills I…
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Smålands Anneberg
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entrañas
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the flutter o el arrebato
I saw a fly tremble on the floor, gasping , I saw its last struggle on a shiny day on a marble floor bathed by sunlight I stopped like smelling flowers a willing witness to El arrebato a second of my life a lifetime gone there were we together reminds me of the last leaf…
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GT Asp
Confounded am I Sprays and allergies marked this of the year yet I find myself alone wondering ’bout them years before April is the cruelest month Elliot sayeth I mistrust This lovely February weather 2019 the sun shines the birds chirp I find but confusion as the sun starts the thaw so early these seasons…
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Frost descent 霜降
今天 · 霜降 Frost scrapers noise invaded my realm as I tried to decipher what the early morning drew before my somnolent ears. Later That afternoon:The air was icy freshThe water cold as iceThe silentwind bore small Shiny white flakes borne out of the cold snap, nippy goosebumpsHalffrozenwaterdropsheightened the lush green which days before…