Loneliness Of Cities (Jorge Carerra Andrade Poems)
Without knowing my number,enclosed by walls and borders,I walk around with a prisoner's moonand perpetual shadow chained to my ankle.Living ...
Without knowing my number,enclosed by walls and borders,I walk around with a prisoner's moonand perpetual shadow chained to my ankle.Living ...
The world is covered with cradlesthat sing in the night.Man lives accumulating blocks of stonefor the houses of the future ...
COMRADES: the world is built upon our deadand our feet have created all the roads.Also, beneath every sky, there is ...
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