viernes, 16 de julio de 2010

Another English Poem


When early rainbows disclose a blue-shaped woman,
She stubbornly continues her talk on gender differences.

Her certain words dance and slip within the room
While her hands silently play with a clip on my desk

Back and forth, seesaw hands, forth and back...
Forth and back, seesaw hands, back and forth...

Still, seesaw, still: our fortune sleeps under our napkins,
Its shields are our daily spoons...


When early rainbows disclose a blue-eyed woman,
I'm searching for our napkins, our spoons...

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