Surfaces
The earth border
With snow,
Sea, rivers,
Lakes and glaciers
The limit
Between day and night.
The boundaries
On seasons
The margins
Of combustible,
Smoke, fire and air
On a flame
The beginning of sky
Above soil
And of space
Above it
Are irregular
And ever changing surfaces
Points in time
Imaginary things
But they have to be real
Not to talk about
What distinguish
Joy from pride
VABM September 14, 2009
Great poem and love the rest of your potery on this site.
ResponderEliminarParecen interesantes estos poemas visuales, lamentablemente no entiendo inglés!
ResponderEliminarUn abrazo,
Gracias Hernán, yo tampoco soy experto en inglés y me veo obligado a usar el diccionario a cada rato :-)
ResponderEliminarSaludos fraternos