THE END AND THE MIDDLE
If fear did not come into our lives, who, to heaven, would cry out? Every cloud has a silver lining. doctorpoet.
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If fear did not come into our lives, who, to heaven, would cry out? Every cloud has a silver lining. doctorpoet.
Leer escritoCLEAN, FIXED AND GIVES SPLENDOR For the poet, the word, inert as paper, is resurrected grafted onto the leafy branch of a verse: it is nourished by chlorophyll and the phonemes breathe, they obstinately seek rhyme and raise sentiment: they speak, cry,…
Leer escritoPor la mañana, de media gala, te pones mascarilla; se ve en tus ojos que a un corazón esperan; mientras que el tuyo, debajo del corpiño, late y anhela morir de amor, que es una cosa buena. ¡Al fin vendrá, te mirara!……
Leer escritoWhen existence is uncomfortable, thought, with agility, must elucidate what cannot be changed and what can be changed.Before this, it will act:1) With patience, to cope with the immovable and strengthen activism.2) With decision, to change what is feasible; Miserable, it would…
Leer escritoAlgo queda de presencia y, aunque el ayer ya pasó, hoy,aún sobra un momento. Como un candil que se apaga sin aceite y sin torcida, repuestos al final del día, mientras se puedan lograr. Como una vela de cera que, temblando en…
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