Friday, February 4, 2011

Le Panorama Des Travestis

[In other words] Instant

Llega el deshielo y tímidamente vuelve a asomar el sol... aún quedan noches frías, pero veo la primera chispa que enciende ya la promesa del fuego.

INSTANTE

Come see me
the end of the rain. Caen
the last drops like diamonds

detached from the crown of winter, and again is

naked air.

Soon a ray of sun light green

the courtyard, and jump to the grass

birds again.

Come with me and we set the time
glass-butterfly-
on this page.

Meira Delmar

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