Saturday, November 6, 2010

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A poem by Jose Villa (Camino de Vacas, Gog and Magog)

River

In the evening, almost icy water,
turbid white gloss
current levels

growing fast, the fish can not catch
not seen near the shore
where we washed the feet
of silt and sand
there is the figure looked up,
dark about loneliness
water demolished the bridge structure;

recent cars start to leave the beach little by little
going on and becoming more deserted
going with the waves engulfing soft
ice, the fish
to slip in the muddy
sand; started dating
to give back the river, the shadows are
as great sadness, the fish in the water frozen in the

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