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ONLY YOU – Spanish poetry, by anonimus

SOLO TU > Sólo tú le das brillo y amor a mi corazón. Sólo tú me miras con tanta pureza y belleza interior. Sólo tú llenas de alegría a mi alma. Sólo tú conoces mis secretos, deseos y anhelos. Sólo tú me transmites calor con tus manos. Sólo tú me das fuerzas para seguir viviendo. Sólo tú me hablas con ...

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UNLEASH MEMORIES – Poetry by Yehuda Amichai

UNLEASH MEMORIES These days I think of the wind blowing through your hair, the years that I was in the world before you, and to eternity that before you go to meet, the bullets did not kill me in battle, but they killed my friends, me better because they did not live as well as I do, I think of ...

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THE BORDER – Poetry, by Ana Blandiana

THE BORDER I am seeking the principle of evil, as a child I tried the margins of the rain. With all ran forces, to find the place where to sit on the ground, and contemplate the one part rain, on the one hand no rain. But always the rain stopped, before they found out the boundaries, and began again, first ...

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FORGIVE THE MOON – Poetry, Endre Ady

FORGIVE THE MOON Sour, mutilates, over large areas, perhaps the tenth time so, as a clumsy stripped wanderer, passing the Moon. On its face, the tired smile of old rascals, and under her, the camp gets up with a sentence that is lost in sighs. plain covered with wounds, sterile and lean, in a subdued light, ironic, the moon bathes ...

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REBIRTH – Poetry, by Yannis Ritsos

REBIRTH For years no one took care of the garden. Yet this year – May, June – it flourished alone, broke out around until the gate. One thousand roses, a thousand carnations, geraniums a thousand, a thousand sweet peas, purple, orange, green, red and yellow, colors, color-wings. So much so, that the woman came back to give the water with ...

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THE RETURN OF DEOLA – Poetry, by Cesare Pavese

THE RETURN OF DEOLA We’ll be back on the street staring at passersby, and we will be passing too. We will study how to get up in the morning, placing the disgust of the night, and come out with the step of a time. We will bend your head to the work of the past. We will be back over ...

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LOVE – Poetry, by Edith Irene Södergran

LOVE My soul was a light blue dress color of the sky. I left him on a cliff, at the sea, and naked I came to you, resembling a woman. And as a woman, I sat at your table, and I drank a cup of wine, I breathed in the scent of roses. You found me beautiful, that I looked ...

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APPEAL – Poetry, by Harry Martinson

APPEAL The full moon shines in the sea, and you in my heart. The bank expects and becomes older. You never come. Fleeting, the lunar path on the sea that swallowed the ship, with whom long we wandered, led by the desire, playing the flute and harp, combining singing and meat, in the silver wind. (Harry Martinson)

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A PORT IN THE MEDITERRANEAN – Poetry, by Henrik Nordbrandt

A PORT IN THE MEDITERRANEAN I do not know what is more important, the spicy sweetness of bitter coffee, mixed with the taste of the first cigarette in the morning, or the smell of fish and boats, freshly painted. The washed clothes on the wire, between the almond trees in bloom, or the mountains that put them in prominence. No, ...

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BLACK MAPS – Poetry, by Mark Strand

BLACK MAPS Not the attendance of stones, nor the applauding wind, shall let you know you have arrived. Nor the sea that celebrates only departures, nor the mountains, nor the dying cities. Nothing will tell you, where you are. Each moment is a place, you’ve never been. You can walk, believing you cast a light around you. But how will ...

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