I wish to write my poetry,
in yesterday's words,
that unrequited poetry,
lost in time.
I wish to reawaken
days long gone,
days of unquenchable laughter,
unborn nostalgia.
I wish to lay my eyes on the sea again,
in my turmoil, its garden of dimming lights,
and always rise in the hours
whence I was once a child.
Metz, France, 2018
Translation from Spanish: Carl Tanne
May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 2:19 PM UTC
I wish to write my poetry,
in yesterday's words,
that unrequited poetry,
lost in time.
I wish to reawaken
days long gone,
days of unquenchable laughter,
unborn nostalgia.
I wish to lay my eyes on the sea again,
in my turmoil, its garden of dimming lights,
and always rise in the hours
whence I was once a child.
Metz, France, 2018
Translation from Spanish: Carl Tanne
Poetry Book Titled: Amsterdam
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