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IGNORED

IGNORED ISLAND


I like that ignored
island cradled by trees
Late
-
juicy in the center of a sea

I do not understand, surrounded

NOTHING

only one.

There are birds on my island and gleaming

angels painted by artists,

There are beasts that look at me sweetly,

and poisonous flowers.

poets

There are streams and inner voices from

dormant volcanoes.


There may be some treasure


Deep inside my womb.
Who

know if I have my mountain
diamond,

or just a small piece of coal!

forest trees

my island is you, my verses. How well


sometimes you sound like if the great musician


wind when your turn comes from the sea that surrounds me



to this island that I am, if someone comes,

That is something I desire to
verses
-springs and waterfalls turned

peace is what I have.

a name I climb

soul and does not want to cry my secrets;

And I'm happy land, "I have art If

happy and poor at the same time.



It is my pleasure to be ignored, ignored Island

eternal ocean.

In the center of the world without a book,

know everything, because it came a missionary

And left me for life
Cruz
-for death left a mystery.



(De Isla Ignored. Torremozas Editions, 1999)