Hoy les quiero compartir una poesía escrita para el grupo "Amigos de las Letras" de mi pueblo natal.
Ideas y pensamientos difundiendo cultura, un inmejorable ejemplo para que todo aquel que persiga un sueño no arroje la toalla vencido y se anime a publicarlo.
Today I want to share with you a poem written for the group "Amigos de las Letras" from my hometown.
Ideas and thoughts spreading culture, an excellent example so that anyone who pursues a dream does not throw in the towel defeated and is encouraged to publish it.
Minúsculo Mar. / Tiny Sea.
tibia y transparencia
omposible de detener.
Moja la arena
de mi agonizante playa
y se agita
al compás del viento
que sopla
desde mi garganta.
El velero invisible
de mi nostalgia
naufraga
y la geografía
de mi piel anochecida
se hunde
en ese minúsculo mar
en que se convierte una lágrima.
Source./Fuente.
Water and salt
warm and transparent
impossible to stop.
Wet the sand
from my dying beach
and shakes
to the beat of the wind
blowing
from my throat.
The invisible sailboat
of my nostalgia
wrecks
and geography
of my dark skin
it sinks
in that tiny sea
what a tear becomes.
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