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León Gil
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My dear TheoThe chromatic circle in Arles
finally caught me
and I do not find in blue
the door to the sky
nor does the yellow
project me to the sun,
but I hope that this anemic and
feverish red with which
I stain Auvers-sur-Oise
will finally grant me freedom
© Translation: 2009, Mara Lucía Vásquez
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Mi querido ThéoEl círculo cromático en Arles
definitivamente me atrapó
y no encuentro en el azul
la puerta que da al cielo
ni logra el amarillo
proyectarme al sol
pero espero que este rojo
anémico y febril
con que mancho Auvers-Sur- Oise
me dé al fin la libertad
© 1990, León Gil
From: Del huerto de Van Gogh
Publisher: Published by the author, Medellín
From: Del huerto de Van Gogh
Publisher: Published by the author, Medellín
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My dear TheoThe chromatic circle in Arles
finally caught me
and I do not find in blue
the door to the sky
nor does the yellow
project me to the sun,
but I hope that this anemic and
feverish red with which
I stain Auvers-sur-Oise
will finally grant me freedom
© 2009, Mara Lucía Vásquez
From: Del huerto de Van Gogh
From: Del huerto de Van Gogh
LAST LETTER
My dear TheoThe chromatic circle in Arles
finally caught me
and I do not find in blue
the door to the sky
nor does the yellow
project me to the sun,
but I hope that this anemic and
feverish red with which
I stain Auvers-sur-Oise
will finally grant me freedom
© 2009, Mara Lucía Vásquez
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