A shock of adulthood and intellectual maturity is harsh.
LORD OF THE MANOR
From the forest fringed in autumn,
Across the meadow, children green,
Over the merry brook,
Singing nursery rhymes,
Through the blooming roses
guarding the memories
of my narrow unclogged
boyhood lanes,
The cathedral squats.
Club in hand,
Snarling and demanding
More skulls to crush.
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This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
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