Friday, February 19, 2010
The Burning Sugarcanes Comments
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I listen to my father relieve himself in the bathroom.
Conquistadors bending down like penitent flowers
Kissing the first lips of waves,
Like nothing else you can find in a bookstore;
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8/26/2025 3:59:04 PM # 1.0.0
I tip my hat to the conquistadors, but I love the new direction your work is moving in.