November 14, 2024 5:07 pm

I WILL APPOINT THE THINGS – Poetry, of Cintio Vitier

I WILL APPOINT THE THINGS

iwillappoint.1.1I will appoint things, the sound heights that see play the wind, the deep porches, screens closed shade and silence. And the internal sacred, the gloom that ply the dusty offices, the wooden man, the night wood of my body when sleeping. The poverty of the place, and the dust where the footsteps of my father made a will, the clear and decisive stone places, bare shadow, always the same. Not forgetting the piety of the fire, in bad weather the distant home, nor the joyful sacrament of rain, the humble cup of the park. Neither you wonderful wall, noon and indigo skies and endless. With the building of the summer look, my love will remember the paths to where they escape the greedy Sundays, Mondays and return with bowed head. I will appoint things, so slowly, that when I lose the Paradise of the road, and oblivion me turn into a dream, I can call them suddenly with the dawn.

(Cintio Vitier)

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