October 2011
3 posts
somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond...
somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose
or if your...
...sin programación...
Tengo que estar solo
diez minutos por la mañana
y diez minutos por la tarde.
- Sin programación.
Tranströmer
