June 2012
El infierno de los vivos no es algo que serĂ¡; hay uno, es aquel que existe ya...
– “Las Ciudades Invisibles” Italo Calvino
May 2012
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To a Woman Passing By (Baudelaire)
deafening, the street around me roared.
tall, slim, in black, wearing a look of hurt,
a woman passed by, her delicate hand
carefully holding the hem of her skirt,
.
lithe, sinous, a model's sculpted legs.
I stood, tense and witless, drinking my fill,
from eyes of pallid skies where storms begin,
of tenderness that snares, pleasure that kills.
.
a lightning flash... then night! - fleeting beauty;
your briefest glance recharges the life in me -
now gone, you'll live on my circuitry.
.
you're somewhere else! perhaps not! I am! you,
unknowing of my life, and I of yours;
for an instant we joined - and we both knew.
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Carlos Fuentes en entrevista con la BBC en Diciembre 2011