Raquel Angel Nagler Poems

Awake in the middle of a dream
Solitude looks at me
Quickly, nakedly,
The way a man looks
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I was sitting at the exit of my soul.
You read my coffee-grounds.
You said:
You'll wander from the alone to the alone,
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Maybe
We'll always be children.
We'll know, really know something
Only when we have bitten it, chewed it, swallowed it
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Taking off the clothes.
In the mist
I see a body that wasn't there before
Coming out of the sea in the mirror
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You whisper:
It's not that life could be beautiful, could be painful.
It is beauty. It is pain.
It's a candle that burns itself:
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The cliffs of my body, its forests
Are never lost in life.
You murmur:
Their silence knows what you don't:
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The map of our life
Is a letter from an old man
Who has forgotten how to write,
To a child
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Lately
When sleep has such immense fissures,
I hear the quiet stranger
That is curled in my body.
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Early at dawn
We learn how to pronounce, so clearly,
The words: ' sky' ‘earth.
Like a child-god
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Somewhere
Between Sunday and Monday-
That is where I live.
The leftovers of dreams on the table-
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