En una escuela / Rafael Cadenas

At A School

The children’s hands
joined in celebrating poetry
formed a flower I brought home with me.

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Are you present in this moment?
We let go, but the knots cling
to our neck though we suspend
time, god of fright.

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José Balza tells me from the heart
of the West, in a patio in Salamanca:
the trip should be pleasant.




{ Rafael Cadenas, En torno a Basho y otros asuntos, Madrid: Pre-Textos, 2016 }