As this site we have a tradition of respecting the traditions, until we aburrramos or forget - was pending post annual Valentine's Day and Love as has been done in the two previous February. But, as this time the crisis carried the green sponsorship Tardelitos , "the sweetest chocolates and guava" and, of course, the inspiration that brought endorsed, just let me, I abjure once and for all of the second person plural-the option of posting a poem and others and published. Before deciding on this visceral poem by Miguel Hernández, I tried to contact the two "poets in residence" of the blog, but Hubert Robertson was missing and the "Annotations on the travel notebook" as it calls his dark pieces, which sent me a few months ago and even posted one of them here, they were very dense and arcane as that date so clear and bright, as we all know, is the Valentine's Day and Love ( and sugar coma.) Jack Palans Bogarín Vindas, the other "partner", just before leaving the jail-again, two weeks ago sent me a sweet little piece entitled "The cone of the Poet", which for obvious reasons - and not-so- I think that is right for publication of a sublime solemnity. ! Happy day of love and friendship! (and the sugar coma).
LESS YOUR BELLY, the English poet Miguel Hernández.
Less your body, everything is confusing.
Less your body, everything is fleeting future, past barren, muddy.
Less your body, everything is hidden.
Less your body, all insecure, all last, dust free world.
Less your body, everything is dark.
thy womb Less clear and deep.
The post of February 2008 here:
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The post-February 2007:
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