Felinos
written by: Carmen Frech Oliveri
Gemían,
tras mis cortinas,
ellos,
siempre en mi vespertina.
Tras rumbos desolados,
por las curvas
de un grito.
En una ciudad con mujeres en perlas,
encajes, secretos,
que lloran
dentro de capillas blancas.
Negros,
sus vestidos.
¡Oh felinos, míos!
De noche,
entre candelas,
y tras mágicos coches,
espantan,
poetas.
“My soul was a naked bird, over the trees, it smiled in silence.”
I am happy to rejoin the world of poetry, after so many years of silence. We all know that a little bit of ourselves lives and breathes in every single written word. Thank you kindly for reading.
I am happy to rejoin the world of poetry, after so many years of silence. We all know that a little bit of ourselves lives and breathes in every single written word. Thank you kindly for reading.
