Filed under: alegría, early in the morning, i´ll be forever blue, life, poetry
“Dust in sunlight and memory in corners”
“Grant us thy peace.”
Filed under: alegría, early in the morning, i´ll be forever blue, life, literature, loneliness, poetry, tierna y triste es la noche
i really need to go home and sleep, i am tired.
yesterday i finished a poem and it was something spectacular, it was a kind of battle. just imagine, the poem was written in free verse and it ended up as a sonnet. the process was really amusing. it was like magic: transform something into another something. now i have two versions of the same poem. i think i dont have to decide which one i like best, this is foolish; i think i have to enjoy the flood of adrenaline (c9h13no3) running through my small, insignificant cuerpazo.
see you
Filed under: alegría, amigos, amistad, early in the morning, fotos, i´ll be forever blue, life, literature, photos
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the rest of the week has been very busy.
poems to (re)write
information to share
things to say about translations
people to meet
friends to reconcile
silence to bear
distant and friendly bodies here, again
books to read
maladies to ignore
tenderness to enjoy
two men were throwing away objects from the roof. i saw those chairs, or pieces of them, crashing on the ground, and i liked the spectacle, its sound. i was mesmerized.
