Dentro
de mi silencio
blindado
un grito
inarticulado
que no cesa.
------------
Inside
my armoured
silence
an unarticulated
scream
that never ends.
martes, 30 de noviembre de 2010
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Softly her tower crumbled in the sweet silent sun.
Dentro
de mi silencio
blindado
un grito
inarticulado
que no cesa.
------------
Inside
my armoured
silence
an unarticulated
scream
that never ends.
The wasp was investigating her plate. Its body was throbbing. "We shall try to eat one later," she observed, "but it must be gorged to taste good. Of course, it can’t sting your tongue. No animal will touch a person’s tongue. When a lion has finished a traveler, bones and all, he always leaves the man’s tongue lying like that in the desert" (making a negligent gesture).
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