My love? .. Do you remember, tell me ...
(Antonio Machado)
My love? .. Remember, tell me,
those tender reeds, languid and yellow
there in the dry riverbed? ...
poppy Remember that withering summer
withered poppies, black crepe
the field?
Remember the sun and humble
stiff in the morning, that shines and shakes
broken on a frozen fountain? ...
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