Tupacamarú. Miguel O. Menassa Group Zero Director: Miguel Oscar Menassa
RESUME - virtual magazine of poetry -
Workshop Sunday at 17.00h.
Alcalá de Henares
NUMBER 36. Sunday 05/30/2010
Coordinator: Carlos Fernández Goose
NOT ONLY .... SILENCE
That dawn noisy
where the chirping of millions of throats hoarse
together on a pilgrimage to the impossible,
not change anything.
I would like for you, other colors other songs.
that the branches do not dry out the line of the struggle, the voice
not choke on drinks kerosene,
that the look is not blind in the past,
that your hands are chapped like corks
caress the skin of a woman.
May the road of a thousand lonely loneliness is more
into exile in the blood, starch
with shovels and spades
paper to conquer the silver clouds, aqueous iris bouquets.
latched
hell hole and sing the no pass, but those who want it.
Francisco Javier Rueda Diago
For birth. Miguel Oscar Menassa
NARCISO IS SAD
precious mirror of wind and the moon
drink water in your desert misleading
drink your light that shadow looks
that runs through my body and stretches you again
silence peopled with echoes
feel my flesh grow
permeated by that sun and those perfumes
as if you twin the
fury of heaven and earth to awaken
that whine invisible
open those new eyes to a world behind it
in a hall of mirrors asymmetric
where I had dreamed!
Piotr Rzany
