On the highways Of my heart Are landmarks And billboards That mark A path to you- Wherever Whoever you are. Are you soul mate? Are you me Reflected in shadow Or Are you God inchoate?
I find bits And traces of you That glue To me Like magnets To steel. I am coming Ungoverned At my own pace. Stay - Wherever you are For I will come to you Or collect the whole of you In time If there be enough To cover the mileage required.
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
Best wishes
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kay.