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Minerva

Dusty treasures of a nomadic life.

A lovely find.

In boxes, in a mess
All my memories move with me
From city to city
I carry stuff I don’t even know I possess
 
It’s been landscapes and years
But I still recall that seaside town
Where I found
The marvel that brought me to tears
 
There, dusty, I saw it
That old Spanish poetry book
And I looked
Back to that birthday when I got it
 
Among such disorder
My memory of you finds its place
And it I embrace
As from town to town I still wander
 
Now on my shelf
I treasure it up, I’ll never lose it again
And back then,
Now and tomorrow to me it opens itself

http://mrs-minerva.blogspot.com.es/2014/07/dusty-treasures-of-nomadic-life.html?m=1

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Soneto III

Ya que no preguntas, déjame contar… Cómo mi irremediable estupidez Me robó mi incipiente madurez Y contra mi bien decidió adorarte La historia por título lleva tu no…
The unattainable.

You, longing of the living, You’re just like the ocean waves Always seeming to come and touch m… But never reaching me in the end And I keep wondering why
Thirst.

I retain today Thirsty thoughts That need words To be allayed “Quench my thirst!”
 3
To the lonely fearful.

My shivering reflected on my eyes Gives me away in front of the crow… And your lonely tears won’t disgui… As filled the hollow you shout out… And I, always afraid of the dark,
And I looked through.

And I looked through A window of my heart And everything was dark Maybe because there was you And I looked through
 1
Mar.

La caricia de tu dulce piel Rozando mi vello erizado Me recuerda a ese amado Tan traicionero y a la vez tan fie… Identidad de mi inhóspito hogar
An impossible place.

An impossible place Is that without harms That among charms That in your arms An impossible place
The moon.

Higher and higher she flies Hung on such sinister skies And all on her own Not a single word does she say She quietly stares at us play
 2
Soneto II

Yo, en este laberíntico valle, Perdí mucho más que mi salvación Probando el licor de tu admiración Mendigando un alma por estas calle… A la sombra de tu oscura luz
By the sea.

In this violent breeze I stand And fear an eternal stay As I give shape on the sand To ponderings the sea will wash aw… While the sun meets my foes,
 1
Back where you started.

Take your pride, Place it in the middle of a street And run over it. Now hide. Stay away from the world
 1
Soneto I

Sonríeme sin alma ni temor Sonríeme como sólo tú sabes Y de mi cálida llama renaces Para derretirme en tu frío ardor Eres tan hiriente como una espada
Bridges.

I see you standing on the other si… Just the shadow of what I should… Teasing me, laughing at me - no li… Just the shadow of what I could b… I see you standing in the wrong pl…
The room.

I saw myself locked in a room Full of empty closets, With an affectedness tycoon Who had me in his pocket Screaming for help was useless
Loneliness waves goodbye.

I’m walking on tiptoes across warm… I’m dancing slow to the sound of m… But you come to take my hand And loneliness waves goodbye A bright new day seems to dawn



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