Raquel Angel Nagler
Raquel Angel Nagler Poems
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Behind the line of solitude, hardened on the lips,
My rocks live with their back to the sea,
Still looking for the face of the rain:
The purified memories.
Aged Mirrors (53)
It's late in our voyage.
We left behind
So many unopened doors.
So many rooms
Where we didn't meet ourselves.
The last death of the sun.