Long Ciudad Poems

GOOD TIME ( translated in  two other languages)
Good time lies in onerous tracts
Where the minds reject
It shelters in a solitary world
Fidgets like a hovering danger
Reluctance, the only neighbouring sister
Dominates the city


Good time lies in...

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May nine nineteen eighty was great, 
Being the day of his calling; 
Brother Eduardo Manalo
Had received the noblest blessing.

The day of his ordination
Signaled his rise in his duty; 
His exceptional performance
Was seen inside the ministry.

He...

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(On the morning of February 25, 1983, the great dramatist 
Tennessee Williams was found dead in a New York hotel suite. 
He had choked on the plastic cap of his eyedrops bottle, which
he habitually held...

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THE AL-ANDALUS QUARTET: PART FOUR
ALMERÍA / UMM AL-MARIYA   2007 AD / 1427 AH 

The traveler who journeys to the City of Almería
arrives at a port where the routes of the ferries,
the whitecaps and...

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I just can’t leave without saying:
at least bye for now or ‘till we meet again.’
a conventional phrase we always say
to people we’ve met and cared for.

In another country like in Italy,
Ciao o arrivederci is a...

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On the fifth of April 2024, about 10:23 a.m., we all felt a shake
It wasn’t the midnight train; it wasn’t a jack hammer
It wasn’t children hopping; it wasn’t the roaring of a tiger
It wasn’t a...

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hace calor esta noche, la ciudad de Los Angeles la mejor ciudad para soñar con el cielo y las estrellas y la luna llena yo quiero llenar mis venas de heroina para morir y viajar...

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Walking with immigrants at the border
specifically between El Paso and Ciudad Juárez,
more Mexicans are constantly in quest
for jobs and other possibilities at hand.

  It’s the reality that has been going on
  while the...

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Mira al sol
Mira al aroma
Aroma del viento
Aroma de manantial
Manantial de luna
Manantial de puertos
Puertos de puertas
Puertos de piratas
Piratas desnudos
Piratas rebeldes
Rebeldes con armas
Rebeldes en el fuego
Fuego en carbón
Fuego sobre el techo
Techo de hiel
Techo de sombra
Sombra de misterio
Sombra...

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The spirit of the town
has its own songs.
Under the colonnades
light of the past 
is breaking forth.
Cobbled pavements
-clear–
blend with
the presence.
Over old roofs
lingers music
from Dvorák Park,
with tiny steps
a new time
is moving on.


Die Gedanken der Stadt
haben ihre eigenen...

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La lluvia cae con fuerza (aguacero)

	Las nubes cargantes de agua
	Una hacia otra estrella
	Quedando en la tierra chaparrón

El caballo galopa en la pradera

	Como con alas vuela
	Galopeando en la pradera
	Sin rumbo ni dirección
	El caballo en la tierra

Cae...

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Discover a country by bus and train
Listen to the sound and look at the sight
Buildings may crumble but people remain

Santander port welcomes with loud refrain
Old station front, new inside, mix just right
Discover a country by...

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inclinado sol
besar el oceano
su rostro desgarrado
incertidumbre
ojos abiertos
cejas arqueadas
un puente viejos
la vida es bella
estabamos bebiendo
uvas fermentadas

la pasion el calor
fuego occulto
bajo la piel claro
yo podia sentir
estoy resistiendo

la tentacion es la pasion
un incendio
un fuego salvaje
de amarillo y rojo
lo...

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Sí, ya me marcho.
Largo el camino.
Intenta ser feliz.
Tú te quedas con mi mundo:
los árboles,
los pájaros, las flores,
el crepúsculo sobre las montañas,
esas nubes que siempre me miraban,
el colibrí perfumado…
Recuerda el agua del gato,
las semillas a las...

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Camino éstas calles en silencio de adiós.
Al fondo el mar es frio y solemne la hora.
La plaza está triste y muy solitaria

Siempre lo mismo en la portada de un diario:
asaltos, secuestros, muertes y corrupción.
Camino éstas...

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