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21 FEBRUero 2004 no todavía not yet aún no but maybe tomorrow quizá mañana pues ¿quien sabe?
you have reached the portal of tomorrow diary. if it is already today and maybe it is already the day after tomorrow and you're reading this and saying hey what the hey? well then we must only ask your pardon we fell down and died or maybe just went somewhere else for a while. Godwilling and the arroyo dont flood well be back to-morrow yes . and thank you for reading all the way to the end of this. another bot depends on your
not apo strophe remember
RE RE R E >Now that I have a blogspot, will someone blog for me? I'd like to know >what I have to say! RA R A R A W rack em in uh ree carne asada now I have a blood ink blog spot point empty space under construction where is the end of the blanking line anyhow no wonder noon high noon no one reads no one writes we are all too busy making new keyboard language outside the sound of your voice unless one measures r o u g h l y on leather and human skin each of us a life a l i v e a n d k i c k i n g i.m.h.o forever pancakes OK bye ------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------- ------------------------ -------- "alchemical pressure I feel structuring the poem"--Annie FinchBEGINNING OF FILE
TOXCATL
5.
Stone of sacrifice,
measurement of time.
I am water and food
dry herbs
black god.
The river plays my body like a flute.
My maestro draws the deep language.
MAESTRO = master, teacher, artist, AND THE WORD MAESTRO is well known
in poetry reader brains as "maestro" igual
ETZALQUALIZTLI
6.
I am a seed.
I plant myself in the lost house.
So I see the beans grow, the cornfields.
Those who please, eat from my fruit.
My wings float, river lace.
Swamps stretch out behind my eyelids.
MAJOR DEBATE IN DANIEL brain regarding SWAMP vs SPRING vs SOURCE vs SEEP
decision is based on the location, this is a poem written, in part, by the river.
The wet places alongside a river are better called "swamps" than "springs" iN.mY.hU.oP yep.
No dice manantial en el verso. No dice manatial jamás. Sí dice venero.
XOCOTL HUETZI
.10.
Nobody knows who you work for.
Let's go to the North! I said.
The trunk grew where the warriors
climbed up to fight for food.
I looked for the fire, directions and signs
to the goddess of corn, food.
Oh! I stumbled with the shadow of stone,
a shining grainery under the water,
Tears fall, turquoise, jade,
Tender cornfields, flowers of death!
GRAINERY = GRAIN SILO = GRAINERY SILO = SILO = BARN
HOLA LUISA ESTOY AQUÍ TIENES LETRA RAZÓN SALUDOS A TODOS
"Luisa Ruiz P." wrote:
Daniel:
I talked to Franco today. I told him you were about to finish the
translation. He says that you please choose two or three poems, the ones you
consider the best to give them To Elizabeth. I will be at the office until
2:00 pm. If you can, please call me.
Luisa
"Luisa Ruiz P." wrote: Daniel:
I talked to Franco today. I told him you were about to finish the
translation. He says that you please choose two or three poems, the ones you
consider the best to give them To Elizabeth. I will be at the office until
2:00 pm. If you can, please call me.
Luisa
Tijuana Gringo www.oocities.org/tijuanagringo
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