Isamar Carrillo Poems

En nuestro amor cupieron las cuatro estaciones.
El estallido sordo de la primavera dorada.
El vuelo de los pajaros y todas sus canciones.
El ver llegar de pronto la caricia esperada.
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Don Juan is now tired.

He just will not dance.
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When I was little
I remember those Carnival afternoons
Stretching to infinity;
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A bell
tolls
through fog
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If I were American
maybe emotions
would be strong
as in the movies
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Xindian,
Dingxi,
Qizhang,
Shilin,
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I'll give you the song
of a world
the sky
in my eyes
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love thy neighbor like yourself
love thy neighbor like myself
love thy neighbor like herself
love thy neighbor
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Beautiful red Death
spreads
on leaf and grass;
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