One may be in this world yet be not part of the world. Alas! How can this be? Actually one only knows places heard they exist or those he has been to. Therefore, it is the same with the internet. Only when you are involved is when you know they exist. This is the place where authors can publish their best posts and articles. It is an Avenue we can label as the bestseller. Watch out for it.
13 Mar 2025 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
It is known that Phidias, the sculptor of Pericles, erected a statue over twenty meters highin honor of Zeus. Of all that beauty,not a single stone survived. Butthe sign of pride and the shadow of the God remained in human memory.Thus, Time devours e...
6 Mar 2025 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
They loved themselves against the notes university students,They loved them against the night endedor against the day that began,Above all they loved those who predicted themthat love used to be brief as its name,They laughed, by God! They burst of l...
20 Feb 2025 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
The moon that passed through Hadrian's eyes,passed also through the eyes of Boccaccioand of Charles V, just as it passed through themurderous eyes of the Conquistadorsand of those who were beheaded, it passed throughthe clear glass of the ardent eyes...
14 Feb 2025 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
There is urgent business with the rose, maybe I know little or nothing about flowers,there may be more delicate or fragrant ones,but none resemblesmy blood as much as the rose does,when I pass by a houseand in the garden next to the sidewalkI see a r...
5 Feb 2025 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
I go out to the patio and smile, in spite of the price on the shelves,in spite of the heat and the drop,I cross my arms, I sip the mate,I look slanted at the sun of our land,I see the persuasive clouds running slowly,I hear the bird of the daybrighte...
28 Jan 2025 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
I write to the heels, we have been unfair to them,they have sung (like Baldomero) to the pancreasand the epiplons, to the blue or grey hair,to the rotund breasts and the sex split inthe storm, to the shoulders like towers...But I ask, what height cou...
22 Jan 2025 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
Don't love too much don't forget too muchand don't move, if possible, too much.too much drives away mystery,muzzles chance, fogs up the glass ofdesire. Don't live or die too much,it's really hard, really, I understand.I, a poet of sometimes, give you...
20 Jan 2025 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
A pig in Kabul stuck between two logssquealed all night(my night, his day)I was sleeping and his fears woke mehe screamed far awayhe asked for help from another continentI opened my eyes in the middle of the night(the moon above me, the sun above him...
19 Jan 2025 1 minute read 1 comment espacioreal
so immortal, so long, with its minutesdeep as a pond, it will passunscathed and disfiguredand the centuries of oblivionawait it. Who remembers today Trajan, Marcus Aurelius, Tiberius?And they were Emperorsof the vastest Empire. Who will remembermy do...
15 Jan 2025 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
the face is always a lonely thingwe can deceive with our handscarrying anything: freesiasbooksa bag of potatoesbut the facelike the moonis a lonely thing,we can pretend carrying bricks on our backsor in our soulswhich at this stage of life I suspect...
