Wednesday, April 13, 2011

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Alcaudete poetry. We all remember


We all remember,
but ...
The field!
field and so beautiful, with plants, herbs and insects
.
the night! and night ...
I love the moon, the owl sings
y. ..
between sun and moon give
slept in a crib.
María López Ballesteros. Juan Pedro
CEPR

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