freshly felt
squeezed accordions
bellowing out emotions
a pleated release
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La Conquista
we mourned captive the
earth cried vilified virgins
prayed for the future
but Spring never did arrive
for many many winters
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tintineo
tinkling silver
spurs skittering lightly these
tiny telling bells
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el horno de barro
bread rises the sun
brother of fire red clay
oven of blessings
© Odilia Galván Rodríguez, 2008
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