Well here I am, I can do nothing more. I'm still learning how to navigate the website, trying to do what I did before. Like making comments on my poems. I love this website, I love my poems, I love myself.
I Cultivate The White Rose By Jose Marti.
Cultivo Una Rosa Blanca
por José Martí
Cultivo una rosa blanca
en junio como enero
para el amigo sincero
que me da su mano franca.
Y para el cruel que me arranca
el corazón con que vivo,
cardo ni ortiga cultivo;
rosa blanca.
Cultivo Una Rosa Blanca
por José Martí (Cuban Poet,1891)
Cultivo una rosa blanca
en junio como enero
para el amigo sincero
que me da su mano franca.
Y para el cruel que me arranca
el corazón con que vivo,
cardo ni ortiga cultivo;
cultivo la rosa blanca.
I cultivate a white rose
In June as in January
For the sincere friend
who shakes my hand frankly.
And for the cruel person
Who would want to break my heart,
I cultivate, neither thistles nor thorns,
I cultivate a white rose.
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Mario, I have fallen in love with you, really head over heels, excuse the cliche, your feelings are so...so...profound, deep, like a maze, your preference for short Anglo words is overdone, and rewriting is so important, practice what you preach, cliche, look to your own garden before you judge someone elses. Again you are a wonder wandering with your wand and the dnaw palindrome? Poisonwood Bible by Kongsolver...I love you and will always. I need dinner and a cup of coffee. Thank you, please.