A veces un gusto amargo
Un olor malo, una rara
Luz, un tono desacorde,
Un contacto que desgana,
Como realidades fijas
Nuestros sentidos alcanzan
Y nos parecen que son
La verdad no sospechada…
J.R.J.

Sometimes a bitter taste
A bad smell, a rare
Light, a discordant tone,
A contact who reluctantly
As fixed realities
Our senses reach
And we think are
Unsuspected truth …
J.R.J.

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I truly do love everything about this photograph. Your eyes are especially stunning~ Thanks for showing us you, Guacimara. The poem you sent is also very lovely. I’m glad to have been introduced to Juan Ramón Jiménez.

:) Diana

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