You Choose
You choose what vibration to begin
A flame is trembling in the dark alcove
The wheels that swing the sea are geraniums
Green is a gloomy steed
The sun’s open-mouthed step
A blind horizon murmurs orphaned
Presences demand
You select your ubiquitous love
Her bonfires and her vast river’s body
In the being under what cornices protect
You inflate
You deploy the candles
And you drag the uncertain scribble with eyes and hunger.
Rasgos comunes (1975)
{ Juan Sánchez Peláez, Obra poética, Barcelona: Editorial Lumen, 2004 }
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