Thursday, July 29, 2010

European Panty Sharking

Déu meu, Déu meu, on anirem to stop? Hands and shadows

"Bullfighting is probably the poetic richness and vital part of Spain, incredibly missed by the writers and artists, mainly due to a false education teaching that have given us and that we are men of my generation the first to reject.
I think the bulls are more cultured than the party in the world. "
Federico García Lorca







© 1995. M. Sonseca





El Toro


The oldest bull crossed the day ,
his legs scratched the planet.
followed, followed him to where he lives the sea.

reached the shore the oldest bull
at the edge of time, the ocean.

closed his eyes, covered the grass.
breath away all the green.

And the rest was built by the silence.

Pablo Neruda


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