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Racimo de tus vides

"As the sky turns her roses on the ground

, pour into my cup pink wine. Omar

Khaya

I increase your persistence and your care,

in the alchemy of your eyes I curved blue sealer. I

bunch of your most precious vines

estallarte eager greedy orbs

essences of sweetness on the tongue. Crystal

crucible must fall,

for drunkenness your senses.

of night worship you I will come back and chest

rose pierced. Lagar

where poppies

summary to the last of your tears.

Maria Teresa Bravo

Bañón *

Spain

* Born in Alicante (Spain) 1954. Primary School Teacher. Autologous had universal motivator of school libraries and institutes for the promotion of reading and poetry and existential experience. He was Coordinator of the Generation Literary Magazine. Professor at the Institute of Education Sciences Creativity workshops and dissemination of literary poetry.

Books Published

Shadow of Reason, Suite Ibn Gabirol, Málaga Dionisia García 1981 Foreword.

Wind Among the Manes, Editorial Salobo, Málaga 1984.

Liturgies of Twilight, the Crotalón Sheets, Collection Victor Infantes, 1985.

Invitation to the metaphor, Editorial Malaga-Morocco, 2005 Foreword by Juan Carlos Conde, Professor medievalist in Bloomington, Indiana, USA.

is a crime to cut down the flowering almond, Editorial Silva, Tarragona. Ernesto Kahan a foreword by Nobel Peace Prize 1985. Violeta

Malabar (poems together with Alejandro Gómez García) Editorial Beaumont (USA) 2010

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Image: "Nude" by Picasso

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To quote Maria José Fonollosa:

(English poet born in Barcelona in 1922)

Doyers Street will not come. Really. Will never come.

My room is very modest success. Neither
would find the house even.

My room is too austere for friends.
No one comes to meet within these walls.

My room is too cold and very small. How
shelter, therefore, a great love?

not be expected. Will never come
a success, a friend, a great love. Should

once shut the door.

about an hour ago.

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That epiphanic flowers through this space"