NIEBLA EN CIVITELLA Niebla tú eres la misma en todos los bosquesdel tiempo y del planeta,tú nos recoges al extenderte como una seda:tu nahual es la arañaque teje su tela entre las ramas. Niebla tú eres la misma en la llanuras,tú las proteges y das a las hierbasun poco...
The knife bent by the breastplate. The breastplate with itscinematic sheen. The man who wears it more metaphorthan anything. The knife an emblem of momentum,what discounts the possibilities limb by limb and makesof this field the one end. Violence is this day’s theme,...
I pass through the point that shocks imagination, the setting sun, lingering on elevated buildings, polishes again the bronzed arm of dusk, and overlook the lanterns jostling in the human festival glinting off red tiles making memory’s trumpet dazed and faint, ten...
