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Poem

George Mario Angel Quintero

The moth stutters

The moth stutters,
stares, voracious,
knots staying,
cloud, cloud.
Silhouette
of the cold,
bat,
tides,
relamps
pride,
cricket, cricket.
Night
lightnings,
fireworks
in a jar,
floods
its river
with an iris.

The moth stutters

La polilla gaguea,
mira, voraz,
amarra estadía,
nube, nube.
La silueta
del frío,
murciélago,
marea,
relámpara
el orgullo,
grillo, grillo.
La noche
relampaguea,
pólvora
en un frasco,
inunda
su río
con un lirio.
Close

The moth stutters

The moth stutters,
stares, voracious,
knots staying,
cloud, cloud.
Silhouette
of the cold,
bat,
tides,
relamps
pride,
cricket, cricket.
Night
lightnings,
fireworks
in a jar,
floods
its river
with an iris.

The moth stutters

The moth stutters,
stares, voracious,
knots staying,
cloud, cloud.
Silhouette
of the cold,
bat,
tides,
relamps
pride,
cricket, cricket.
Night
lightnings,
fireworks
in a jar,
floods
its river
with an iris.
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