We are waiting for your poems...
When I stray in the wildness,
Do you look for me?
When I can not move to anywhere,
Can you find out me?
I do not have anyway to find you,
I do not want to walk in the river alone.
Can you hear my little voice?
Where are you now?
The Weather Girl
A Moça do Tempo
La ragazza del tempo
A long time ago
I wanted to be the weather girl on tv
To talk few minutes
And have all day long just for me.
To be all the time so beautiful and perfect
But Nothing is that simple
I don't have time for anything else
I just don't know what happened
But the more astonishing thing, now I see
Is the fact that
The weather girl
Now is me.
Greta Benitez RETURN
that is always
they don't gaze at me.
of the flowers
just like the bee
or other insect.
which gives fruit.
whoever is near me
and whoever is far away.
But more than anything,
whoever loves me.
Andrea Leonardi RETURN
( Translated by Virgil Gelormino)
THE CARDS UPON THE TABLE
LAS CARTAS SOBRE LA MESA
Let's put our cards upon the table.
I have offered you my heart
in order to give you happiness.
I have spoken thousands of words to you;
I have offered you thousands of caresses;
My eyes have searched desperately for your gaze;
My body has desired on many occasions
to brush against yours;
I have desired to implant you in my inner life;
I have struggled to be your pride.
What have you done?-
well, as much as I or perhaps more!
Since all your being is at my disposition,
all your body has been mine,
and you tell me that you will only be mine,
that no other person shall caress you.
You have told me thousands of times
that I am your king,
that your heart is the throne
of this crazy dreamer.
You have shown so much love:
with gazes, with caresses, with words and with deeds.
I have placed my life at your disposal.
You have not hidden anything from me.
You have opened up your inner life to me
so that I can see what love means.
You have made me dream and really sing.
Who has done more?
Perhaps that we shall never know,
since you and I are sweethearts
who have surrendered to love,
no matter the problems.
I believe you and I have striven
equally in our relationship,
since we both have brought to it a loving heart.
Let us struggle to make our love triumph
to continue to eternity.
Love, let's put our cards on the table.
I want you to know
that I truly love you.
Roberto Gonzalez Salcido RETURN
( Translated by Virgil Gelormino )
I am so lonesome,God
And I'm oblique,
A misplaced tree beyond a mine field,
With bitter fruit
And thorny leaves,
Demanding you to watch me.
Once in a while I wake up
And fear no more
For the bludgeon
Of Hope's brittle wing
My thought has touched
And cured me.
I know I'm selfish,
But your child,
Made after Father's figure
And I expect
Maybe too much;
But don't forget
I spoke to you
And nights I spent to wonder
Through miracles and misbelieves
And I occasionally called you
JUST THOUGHTS ...
The sound of you breathing softly
combined with the warmth of your skin
The feel of your lips under my fingertips
as I trace the outline of your mouth
Soft kisses and slow smiles in the morning
These are my thoughts at dawn
Then the feeling in the words you send me
and the sound of your voice on the phone
I can feel how your day is going my love
you don`t need to tell me - I know
I wait for the time we`re together and I know how it will be
I`ve never experienced such closness and never felt anyone so much
The whispers, kisses and touches, the smiles, the laughter
and sometimes the tears - some happy and some sad
Just the joy of being with you - The words on our lips are the same
I feel your emotions so deeply and I know you feel mine too in this way
Ti amo ***, tanto ...
these are my thoughts throughout the day
Karen D. Goode RETURN
Hit the stone
And try to listen to its voice
Feel if it exists any feeling
Hit the rose and feel its tears.
Pave your road
Try to walk afterwards.
Put your foot on the pavement
And feel if it burns you, your memory.
Hit your horse,
And feel if it obeys you.
Look up the moon and remember its face
Feel if it sees you,
Feel that it wants you.
Take a bath in the stream
And feel if it snuggles you,
Feel if the water is sweet
Feel if please you the flowers in the border
Run your hand in the watercourse
And try to see the bubbles
Run your hand in your chest
Feel if your heart beats
Feel if you are alive
Feel if you may continuou here
And never change your way
Even though you never do what I ask you:
"Amami per favore,
Prima che io muoia......."
Tania Regina Cardoso RETURN
We were born together,
but I don't know you faceless sister.
Behind my back
follow my footsteps
watch over my life.
Though you have many times
knocked intently at my door,
I have never opened it for you.
You once remained a long time
at my bedside;
But upon reawakening
from the drugging effect
I did not find you.
Mid the screeching of brakes
and blood and screems,
when I thought
without regret and fear:
it is finished,
you were there.
But you let others pick me up
from the asphalt.
When night and trouble
pierce my breast
rise to my throat,
I'll resignedly wait for you,
while you, mockingly,
with my heart,
in order to grant me later
the light of a new morning,
when you will come for me,
and for me alone.
May your step be light
your touch be gentle.
I will cast off
my wrinkled shell
I will be young and beautiful.
Lightly I will reach out to you
for you to lead me to eternity.
( Translated by Virgil Gelormino)
An empty picture frame
was meant to embellish the mantle
of a burning fireplace.
The crackle of the fire,
the odor of the wood and resin,
to break the chill in the room.
The brightness and calmness
in your raven black eyes-
Now in the picture frame,
there is a photograph,
and next to it, some flowers.
The blackened fireplace
cold air is once again master.
(Translated by Virgil Gelormino)