Raquel Angel Nagler Poems

I said:
My solitude is the sixth sense,
The one that feels the sea out of my skin.
You whispered: I know.
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In very late hours
When my finger-nails ache
Like little broken moons,
I feel how the centuries of the night
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Why should I chose between this world and the next?
If God exists,
He is a poet
Who has written one masterpiece, only one:
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Whatever words you carve
They will become you.
They build a house around your fragile mouth.
Choose light syllables,
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Slowly, imperceptibly
I found my own lightness,
Like a bird
Crossing the long hours of my small days.
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Teach me what peace is.
You whisper: there is nothing I can tell you.
I have learned how to accept tears
The way one accepts the rain.
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Quote: 'The hills: purple thoughts' -E.Pound
The pond glazed in complete silence.
In the last light
All I hear are the hills: purple thoughts
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Quote: 'The soil with the smell of thunder...The cloud on the grass
It's autumn in my life.
The earth has the smell of thunder,
Clouds lie on the grass.
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Sometimes life is the quiet of a leaf:
We sit under the tree in our yard
Gathering
The pauses that the wind brings in its motion,
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August was a gigantic shining ball,
A luminous glass month.
Within it, the only thing that seemed alive
Was the tiny, yet measureless, activity of the jasmine:
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