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Poemas de José María Fonollosa

Spring Street


Do not give me stories.
that life is something spiritual and therefore, higher
spiritual goods.

That being helpful, caring for sick
theater, painting, books, music,
sports, movies, the big money ...
to fill the mind delights.

I explain children's stories.

The supreme delight is the orgasm.
The rest are just slight signs, poor
hints of pleasure one gets
sleeping with girls

and ejaculating in them as a god. For others such tastes
side.
For me intense pleasure: women.

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Wooster Street


not noticed me, but on the other
when we met.
looked at me coldly indifferent and then
lively conversation with others.

Houses do not know the pick
to gnaw its foundation some day.
not know the exact location
rain that falls, clinging to its high cloud.

adult I long and was patient.
you I was clever. I was nice.
your whims and downs endured
flatter while steadfastly.

And one day you discover that your name
know if my mouth
gently put it on your lips.
you stopped that day to take care of others.

I did not notice you, but on the other
since you love me. And I look
coldly indifferent and then
animated conversations with each other. ***





26. The awakening is like having slept
months in this uncomfortable bed.

next to me turns a woman.
sleeping soundly. No smiles.

look at the clock. Five minutes to four.
Not pretty. Not young. How could I sleep with her
best
if I rejected before? I get up.

had to be drunk.
yet another day lost, wasted. As always.

seen me in silence and leave
she still dormant. A little hoarse.

In "Destruction of the morning"

* José María Fonollosa: A English poet known for its unique quality, born in Barcelona (1922-1991) .

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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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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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Especismo y Racismo

is unfortunate that there is "speciesism" to feel superior to animals, and mistreat him, but "racism" is a form of moral discrimination and people are judging a player who killed an owl in a soccer field because it is black and Panama, are also committing an aberration as despicable as what they are criticizing.

That impressive even know that there are ideologies of racial superiority and xenophobia, as dangerous thoughts of mankind have been the trigger world wars and millions dead.

be as reprehensible as racist is believed more than one animal, and in our country this is the most ridiculous, considering that our origins are indigenous, which have been so discriminated against and despised by our own society.

How sad to realize that for many is better than the color of your skin and "being" and the soul is considered as improbable, not shown.

should learn to ask why these things happen and analyze their causes, not to judge or generalize people by their skin color. We should analyze the facts objectively and without masks, no egos, no vanity.

seems that we were distracted and suddenly we forget that we are inherently empathetic beings.

light is curious that this controversy has sparked much revealing racial discrimination. It has been observed too much coverage by a man who kills an owl-untimely-dropping in a court.

And what happens when millions of children die of hunger in Africa and are maimed every day cows and pigs by the cruel mass industrialization process for processing raw material? Does that perhaps those who care about animal rights advocate of the owl?

Nobody talks about that. What it is exposed is the racial band.

is OK to give opinions and speak out against something if they are, but is it necessary that racist and offensive tone that proves a pseudo-racial superiority straight out of "Mein Kampf"?

seems that violence begets violence, but also generates enormous profits for the industry of mass media tend to follow a general pattern in highlighting irrelevant and controversial news, neglecting the issues of social, business and millionaires same weapons that continue to sell arms to terrorist governments or the drug business, which continues to claim victims, including innocent children abducted, and are used as pack animals. Did we talk about that? - Nothing.

many injustices occur every day, nobody cares, and now such a fuss about the death of an owl that has exposed the horror of both "racial hate."

Believe me there are worse things to kick an owl, but ask them to politicians and the butchers in slaughterhouses.

The color has nothing to do with who is and who is not. Nationality is just a label. Open our eyes. Since the races are mixed, many immigrants have their children in the country to which they migrate and hence our descendants and are uncertain.

Everyone can find good people and bad people everywhere, we can not judge a country or a race, for mistakes of one idiot.

All beings Humans are different only in appearance but are genetically the same, everything is cultural. For the same reason as a society need to be heard and addressed. There are many investigations on this matter and although we could not prove otherwise, some people seem to keep buying the Nazi ideology of racial superiority as proposed by Uncle Adolf.

Surely Uncle Adolf would be fascinated to find so many fans loyal to their racial ideology, and happy to have so many volunteers to kill blacks, but we also kill us for considering sudacas no doubt.

@ Michelle Valencia G. - 03.03.2011

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3 Poemas Inéditos y biografía de Carlos Mellado





"Soliloquy"


believed to have spoken with many people
when I discover
have not spoken with anyone.

only repeated the words of others;
sounds captured me,
memory reasons, actually
completed their elementary puzzle.

but never claimed.
How could I
if he was talking to me
nor listened
or understand?



"It is hard to be English"


I return to poems and writings, in your street,
while I open the fog steps sleepwalker ,
go out and fog, mist, narrow street, but
that I dipped into their glasses mourned
and go back to your street, in every corner
go to where you are.

I return to poems and writings, but truncated
and not finding me shrouded in mist.



"Soledad and company"


A woman who spoke of loneliness
that he was a nasty clothes
with some coffin and final test
seemed that I was wrong,
much but said no more
because
should go to somewhere.




Carlos Mellado





Brief Biography


* Carlos Mellado (1934) comes a family of vintners in the central valley of Chile. Promotion is part of the university's 65, next to Jesus Ortega, Oscar Hahn, Hernan Lavin Cerda, Eduardo Embry Morales Jorge Teillé, Jacob Ruben Carrasco and Renan Ponce. He has been secretary and then president of the Writers of Chile ("I met him," he told a Chilean friend, writer-at the time of struggle against dictatorship, he managed with openness and generosity, and courage too, the Committee on Culture Society of Writers, libertarian stronghold in those years), has led a writing workshop at the Goethe Institut, Santiago de Chile, and until his retirement worked at the telephone company. His first book was called Poems (Mexico , 1981) and after he has only published poems prepóstumos (2002), books and mythical and locate.



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