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THE KEEPER OF FLOCKS – XLVIII

From the highest window in my house With a white scarf I say goodbye To my poetry as it departs to humanity. And I am not happy or sad. This is the destiny of my poetry. I wrote them and … Continue reading

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THE KEEPER OF FLOCKS – XLI

In the twilight days of summer, sometimes, Even if there is no breeze anywhere, it seems, What passes, for one moment, is a light breeze … But the trees remain immobile In all the leaves of their leaves And our … Continue reading

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THE KEEPER OF FLOCKS – XXXVIII

Blessed be the same sun in other lands Which makes me brother and sister with all people Because everyone, at that one moment of the day, they see like me, And after that pure moment Cleansed and susceptible They come … Continue reading

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THE KEEPER OF FLOCKS – XXXIX

The mystery of things, where is she? Where is she that does not appear At least to show us that it is all a mystery? Who knows the river and who knows the tree And me, I am no more … Continue reading

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THE SONNETS TO ORPHEUS – X

Everything acquired is threatened by the machine, some hold out For the people and rely on the spirit, rather than be against her, alone. Some day our beautiful hands will be more beautiful in all our doubt, When our building … Continue reading

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