Where Are My Seats At The Rose Garden

And how nice when straightened into the mountains,

the time the evening

enlarges the branches and loneliness,

and feel the urge to go

that gives us the horizon!

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© 2004 M. Sonseca

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There is some dissatisfaction in me

hurts me as an absence,

something that would emerge from my own darkness

and aims to be fully and singing ...

Moon! Luna
ours!
You who art in heaven!

Oliverio Girondo