My Next Nostalgia Poem by Luz EtchemendiGaray

My Next Nostalgia



Today the spume
lifts itself against the breakwater
like delicate Alencon lace.
The foam whirls, the waves dance
and my heart shakes itself
with the pounding of a drum.

Time and space that will last long,
together with the sea, this memory
and my next nostalgia,
soon, when I shall be far from here
and from your presence.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
(Translated by Daniel Ginhson, Sue Littleton and the author) .

From the book 'Verano de Oro / Golden Summer' Ed. Vinciguerra,2011.
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Luz EtchemendiGaray

Luz EtchemendiGaray

Parana, Entre Rios Argentina
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