Lyrics of Life
Poetry is untranslatable, like the whole art.
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Chile
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Aug 9, 2021
युवा कवि !
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लिखो जैसा तुम चाहो जिस भी अंदाज़ में। पुल के नीचे बहुत सारा रक्त बह चुका है सिर्फ़ यह साबित करता हुआ कि एक ही रास्ता सही है। कविता में...
Mar 15, 2021
"Estadio Chile", or "Somos Cinco Mil"
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There are five thousand of us herein this small part of the city. We are five thousand. I wonder how many we are in all in the cities and in...
Sep 5, 2017
प्रश्नपत्र
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अकवि क्या है: वह, जो ताबूत और अस्थि-कलश की दलाली करता है? एक जनरल, जो खुद के बारे में ही निश्चित नहीं है? एक पादरी, जिसे किसी चीज पर ...
Apr 3, 2015
Lord’s Prayer
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Our Father which art in heaven Full of all manner of problems With a wrinkled brow (As if you were a common everyday man) Think no more ...
Sep 24, 2012
Tonight I can write the saddest lines
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Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example,'The night is shattered and the blue stars shiver in the distance.' T...
Feb 15, 2011
Curse
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Furrowed motherland, I swear that in your ashes you will be born like a flower of eternal water I swear that from your mouth of thirst ...
Su Nombre es Hoy (His Name is Today)
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We are guilty of many errors and many faults, but our worst crime is abandoning the children, neglecting the fountain of life. Many of t...
La Standard Oil Co
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When the drill bored down toward the stony fissures and plunged its implacable intestine into the subterranean estates, and dead years, e...
Jan 30, 2011
Young Poets (Jóvenes Poetas)
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Write as you will In whatever style you like Too much blood has run under the bridge To go on believing That only one road is right. I...
May 17, 2010
Can you imprison poetry?
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‘While briefly chilled, I want to tell without vengeance and what’s more with joy how from my bed in Buenos Aires the police took me to p...
Feb 20, 2010
Epilogue
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We all live in darkness, kept apart from each other by walls easily crossed but full of fake doors; money drawn for light spending on frie...
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