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What I See and Hear

written by: Jose Wan Diaz


I see roses
weighing down the branches
of loaded bushes,
her delicate hand
caressing the chosen ones,
the shears glinting, solemn,
under the hot summer sun,
and I almost hear
the cries of the fallen.

Jose Wan Diaz

Jose Wan Diaz

I was born in Comerio, Puerto Rico on March 20, 1941
Jose Wan Diaz

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