Laa Finita Poems

Bs. As., March 12th,2009.

For Mariano Moruja
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Bs. As.,22/4/09


I tiptoe on the very Edge, and pray,
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Bs As,24/06/2010

Easy walker, I slide into Sea.
Neither signs, nor words
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Miramar, enero 2006

El mar tiene, hoy, un dìa de cien azules.
Zafiro, aguamarina, turquesa,
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July sounds fear,
reminds me of loss,
a father, a melody full of tears,
two guiding hands, all gone.
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He claims for my greetings, when I arrive;
while leaving my stuff, he whins.
He makes a warm noise, like a soft motorboat,
and approaches his pink nose to mine.
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for my daughter


A short time ago, she asked:
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By chance, we met, and
in a quick glance I recognized,
a tall, strong figure,
and a truthfull pair of eyes.
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South Wind, oh South Wind!
Heavy is the air; punishing the sun,
the coast burns, living oven,
a black front, threatening, in the sky.
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Magic laugh, skilful hands,
understanding wisdom in her eyes,
smart and funny talking,
silences, fair enough.
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