Poiesis/ποίησις,manifestación de la belleza por medio de la palabra
Marrakai
1
they’re here now
the Guardians
sitting on a rock
in the sun kissing
my skin brown
I glow happiness
2
birds start the singing
butterflies start to dance
leaves sway
the ancient spirit hums
flies sit still
autumn appears cooling the sun
the flock will arrive soon
I hear them on the perimeter
I close my eyes
wasps lick my dna
3
young cane grass
flowers rub my cheek
I turn to glimpse
Cat cloud laughing
behind the tree
changing to Rabbit cloud.… Leer más
My Gods
under the galip tree
my past hovers-
it’s the burial sanctuary.
i fix a stick to the ground
and place another across it
to ward off the trespasser
and
the priest takes me
for a Christian!
Mis dioses
Bajo el árbol galip
Mi pasado flota
es el camposanto
Clavo un palo en la tierra
y amarro otro a través de el
para impedir que pase el intruso
y
¡el sacerdote cree
que soy cristiana!… Leer más
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