notas de viaje

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dublin morning rescues me for a few

hours at christmas' eve

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Oh it’s late tonight, it’s late
enough to see
sunset’s posting.
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It’s late enough to the garlands
at the mere beginning.
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I'll stay a bit later against
the cunning doll
who cleans the drawings from the walls.
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Oh it’s late tonight, too dawn late.
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Shy Dublin stunning down its hood
affords my solitude
even when I’m full of sleepers.
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Against the cunning doll waits
the great beginning.
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We shall never know the end
----of this story, never
-------the less doubt
it’s a great time of the year
-----not to dream about
the dream we’ve got to look for
tomorrow after youth)
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Oh it’s late, so late it is
that I’ll stay
enough to be sooner.

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F.D., Dublin morning

Dublin, August 2008-