… my memory
Does not want to leave me
And in it, live beings
Each with its own pain,
Each with its own dying,
Its own trepidation.
Czeslaw Milosz, A poem for the end of the century
Espacio de Ocio y Escritura de Sylvia Aguilar Zéleny
Espacio de Ocio y Escritura de Sylvia Aguilar Zéleny
… my memory
Does not want to leave me
And in it, live beings
Each with its own pain,
Each with its own dying,
Its own trepidation.
Czeslaw Milosz, A poem for the end of the century