KEY
If a glass film
Adheres to the skin of the stone; if some
Wind comes.
Measures its splendor; hammers,
strikes: a sound of iron
outside; within
another, thicker texture. It settles
like varnish, then the air
smoothly lays its
lacquer on the fractured enamel.
And then it rises.
Meticulously. Rose
the halo
of the hills; the slow beauty
levitated in each grain
of stone. Radiating the spears
that the wind’s brilliance
returns to the light, in the
thicker circle of air.
Turn the key of the poem
and lock ourselves in its radiance
above the glacial valley. Reread
the remembered cold.
"CARLOS DE OLIVEIRA"
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| Category | #poetry |
| Location | Varadero - Cuba |
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