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HOMENAJE A MIGUEL HERNANDEZ AND JAÉN

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Andaluces de Jaén,

proud harvesters,

tell me in the soul: who,

who raised olives?

not lifted them out of nothing,

neither money nor Mr.,

land but quiet,

work and sweat.

United pure water

and planets together,

three gave beauty

of twisted trunks.

many centuries olive,

the prisoners hands and feet,

sunrise to sunset and moon to moon,

weigh on your bones!

Andaluces de Jaén,

proud harvesters,

my soul question: how who,

who are these trees?

Jaén, get wild

on your moon rocks,

're not going to be slave

with all your olive grove.

Miguel Hernández, 1937

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How easy is
relate behind the glass,
watching the rain ....
warm, dry and safe,
how easy it is.

Write and feel
the breeze caresses you
and drops slip,
face down,
to your lips.

How easy is
.. safe,
how easy it is.

And open your heart,
without an umbrella,
soaked penalty,
poetizing behind the glass
of broken souls, torn ..
watching the rain.

How difficult it is !....



October 2010.
Paco Sierra.

 




   

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EASY IS WHAT THE PAPER BOAT (7). DAWN.

                                                                     DAWN

At dawn and the first rays of sun, Carlos felt again a gentle caress on her neck that made him wake up.

His gaze turned to a small paper boat that slid awkwardly through the water.

Without thinking of the bank jumped up and ran to seize the ship, but to reach the edge, the ship sank.

... tried to pick it up and saw the water the reflection of a smiling, radiant, eternal messenger of sensations ... a face that was very family.

undoubtedly was his son.

Maybe Javier also wanted to congratulate or perhaps their final goodbyes to a smiling image, radiant and eternal messenger of sensations.

Since that bright September day Carlos never returned to the dock.

In his novel "El Barco de Papel " would add a year later a new and final chapter.


Paco Sierra. September 2010.
the paper boat.


   


   

  

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THE PAPER BOAT (6). AWARD NIGHT.

                                                                   AWARD NIGHT

Everything seemed perfect, caring and friendly atmosphere, you can not ask for more (think Carlos). Greetings, greetings, entertainment ... but most people who greeted him seemed completely unknown.

His inner world had made this present moment was another completely different reality. Lost, almost automatically, from one place to another, laughing and evaporated comments on the transience of the moment.

The night was beginning to become a nightmare that was not very consciente.Aguantando the type to the end and not knowing why.

one more episode, just another.

The award was hardly an unexpected story.

After the vicissitudes of night and not knowing why Carlos went to the pier. Arriving inexplicable force guided his steps to the bank which sat last time. Sitting down, lit a cigarette and stared into the water, dimly lit by the few street lamps still shine.

Thoughts, memories, desires, questions and tears contained lived in it until fall asleep.

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