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==The Swimmer== All winter the water has crashed over the
==The Swimmer== All winter the water has crashed over the cold the cold sand. Now it breaks over the thin branch of your body. You plunge down, ...
==The Song Of The Old Mother== I RISE in the dawn, and I kneel
==The Song Of The Old Mother== I RISE in the dawn, and I kneel and blow Till the seed of the fire flicker and glow; And then I must scrub and bake ...
==The Unknown Citizen== He was found by the Bureau of
==The Unknown Citizen== He was found by the Bureau of Statistics to be One against whom there was no official complaint, And all the reports on his...
What can I hold you with? I offer you lean streets, desperate
What can I hold you with? I offer you lean streets, desperate sunsets, the moon of the jagged suburbs. I offer you the bitterness of a man wh...
Considerad, muchachos, esta lengua roída por el cáncer: soy
Considerad, muchachos, esta lengua roída por el cáncer: soy profesor en un liceo obscuro he perdido la voz haciendo clases. (Después de todo o ...
I was angry with my friend. I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my friend. I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe. I told it not, my wrath did grow; And I waterd it in fears...
I knew a woman, lovely in her bones, When small birds sighed,
I knew a woman, lovely in her bones, When small birds sighed, she would sigh back at them; Ah, when she moved, she moved more ways than one: ...
==Pido silencio== Ahora me dejen tranquilo. Ahora se acostumbren
==Pido silencio== Ahora me dejen tranquilo. Ahora se acostumbren sin mí. Yo voy a cerrar los ojos. Y sólo quiero cinco cosas, cinco raíces pre...
—Piel, cabello, ternura, olor, palabras— mi amor te va
—Piel, cabello, ternura, olor, palabras— mi amor te va tocando. Voy descubriendo a diario, convenciéndome de que estás junto a mí, de que es...
Soñé que la ciudad estaba dentro del más bien muerto de los
Soñé que la ciudad estaba dentro del más bien muerto de los mares muertos. Era una madrugada del Invierno y lloviznaban gotas de silencio. No m...

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