From afar he looked like a man
It was a shadow in the form of a man
From afar he looked like a poet, It was a form of man, with the voice of a poet, In the light he looked like an angel
In the dark
Repugnant
smelly
I liked
Come! Come my love!
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Your body dissolves things
to announce a moan or remote end of the night, that no longer hides anything, not even a new way
of shivering
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Under the jasmine, there are beautiful sentences.
I search with hands of mist, something in my bones.
And to my aid comes, the young woman who knows
read backwards.
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They all ran away from him. and it was not strange. never in Jerusalem. they saw a dead man walking
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The sound of the night falls towards the earth. The pastures surround us with their white moans. Again we walk the bare earth. And we keep the secret. A word wrapped in unreality. My lost sunflowers are from autumn. When they wither in the shadow of the cliffs.
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Daniela Sol (Talca, 1983) is a poet, mother and academic. Professor of Philosophy and Bachelor of Education, she completed her Master’s in Latin American Studies at the National Autonomous University of Mexico. She has a PhD in Hispano-American Literature from the University of Alicante, Spain.
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