Colonia / Rafael Cadenas


These foreigners
made light wooden houses,
they clung to the mountainous hills,
seeming to hide in them
and barely touched the forest,
and let it blanket them.
They only took what they needed,
so today the town
melts into the mountain that seems
interrupted by houses.
This is called clean work
without harming the earth, but instead
becoming its friend.
We didn’t learn that simple art
or what this place is trying to tell us.
What understanding expands
like fragrant news
across these valleys.

{ Rafael Cadenas, En torno a Basho y otros asuntos, Madrid: Pre-Textos, 2016 }

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