This afternoon I bought two books of poems with titles that capture and summarize my current days, my almost last month, the first breezes of these newly released 44 years (the turned yesterday , April 7). They are:
"The Auroras of Autumn y otros poemas" de Wallace Stevens.
"Páginas de la herida" de John Berger.
Es así, la poesía siempre está. Y capta el momentum.
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