Tag Archives: Gallego

Henrique Rabunhal- Dialogue with my lover

Dialogue with my lover Listen! Do you feel the wind, shaving the windows ? It is my body which goes around sticking to you, Bled dry in a dream that scales buildings, In bites like hours and like snow. Handed … Continue reading

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Celso Emilio Ferreiro- Longa Noite de Pedra

Long Night of Stone In my path there is a stone I have a stone in the middle of the path I have a stone In the middle of the path I have a stone. (Carlos Drummond de Andrade) The … Continue reading

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Hurdy Gurdy Romance

Hurdy Gurdy Romance  -Count Laiño with your sweet loving, Do not go far from the side of hearth. Haughty gallant with eyes burning, Suffering gallant who speaks so sweet. -Beside the manor I have a love, Ah, beloved treasure Of … Continue reading

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There you have him- Man

There are wounded knees that touch the ground Joined hands that unite the soul in one moment Lips that gurgle prayers like mountain springs In the dark of the night, steaming chalices of blood. Someone’s soft hand presses against the … Continue reading

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