Daily Archives: October 18, 2017

Brotherhood – Octavio Paz

I am a man: little do I last and the night is enormous. But I look up: the stars write. Unknowing I understand: I too am written, and at this very moment someone spells me out. Advertisements

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Summit And Gravity – Octavio Paz

There’s a motionless tree And another one coming forward A river of trees Hits my chest The green surge Is good fortune You are dressed in red You are The seal of the scorched year The carnal firebrand The star … Continue reading

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No More Clichés – Octavio Paz

Beautiful face That like a daisy opens its petals to the sun So do you Open your face to me as I turn the page. Enchanting smile Any man would be under your spell, Oh, beauty of a magazine. How … Continue reading

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Where Without Whom – Octavio Paz

There is not A single soul among the trees And I Don’t know where I’ve gone.  

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Last Dawn – Octavio Paz

Your hair is lost in the forest, your feet touching mine. Asleep you are bigger than the night, but your dream fits within this room. How much we are who are so little! Outside a taxi passes with its load … Continue reading

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