Monday, January 13, 2014

GABRIELA MISTRAL 1889-1957

Alembic voice
from alpha and omega
stitched from words
the stone a distance
from the still waters
by beds of new buds
as purple orchards rise
fleeing the loneliness
of earth's innocence
in a quicksand of nature
over heights of the earth's
unsealed as Solomon's song
on high holidays
or Tenebrae
your sorrowful voyage
reaches out in volumes
of poetic perfume
incarnated to a myth's
opacity in your language's
mysterious communion
into a synagogue
of words as lovely tercet
chimes of stars has scattered
your winds of our unquiet.

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