Quimio Poetry

Agradecé Si no ves x la niebla, Imaginá! Si te moja la lluvia, Empapate! Si el viento te pelea, Despeinate! Si sale el sol, Agradecé! 15 julio

Hay vida después de Lo inesperado, nunca soñado, nunca deseado. Hay vida después de despertar De un sueño ahogado, atado, errado. Si hay vida, hay chance De desear lo no soñado, De reavivar, y soltar , y reparar, Y esperar lo Siempre deseado, Hasta ahora No concretado. Hay chance de vivir, Porque hay vida. Entonces, Soñalo! 16 julio

Strong woman, Mujer fuerte, Donna forte, Femme forte, Mulher forte, Starke frau, Fanm djanm! Let us celebrate feminine strength All around the world! In all languages, In all continents, Mighty, intense, Dazzling, potent. Birth givers, Pain fearless, Mult-tasking, Love lasting. Fire fighters, Bond builders, Story tellers, Spirit lifters. Value mothers, Value aunts, Value sisters, In skirts or pants, Long hair or bald, Slim or stout, Always bold! Fanm djanm! Forte!  Strong! Choose the tongue And sing along: Strong woman, Mujer fuerte, Donna forte, Femme forte, Mulher forte, Starke frau, Fanm djanm! 17 April.

1.            Pull off all masks, but don´t go beyond the limits of your inner world.  There is always something we keep for ourselves. 2.            Show passion in your actions.  I love peole who truly love what they love. 3.            Be kind to others.  Simply that, be kind to ALL others. 4.            Hug freedom of thinking.  Be a free thinker.  Be free. 5.            Value the project of a family, of kins, friends, peers.  A family.  A modern family. 6.            Be creative, crazy, risky, colorful, different…desigual. 7.            I love this number. 20 April

Let us look at a rainy grey afternoon As an attempt of the sky to cleanse This poor, polluted earth. Let us look at a shocking disease As an attempt of the body to remind us of Our finitude and humble humanity. Let us look at medicine As an attempt of science To help us extend our stay here. Let us look at arguments As an attempt to swap Views and expand our horizons. Let us look at tears As an attempt to wash Away our cheeks so that they open widely To welcome kisses and Draw smiles Even on grey and rainy afternoons. 25 april

Who is to blame For injustice in the world? Unequal possessions, Unhealthy obsessions, Shallow minds in power, Boasting off from their golden towers. Wars shattering homes, Super planes dropping The mothers of all bombs, While others sunbathe on sandy beaches, Taking for granted their riches. Who is to blame for this unequality? Should we blame real politiks? Behind all this there is always a plan Designed and cooked by a greedy mind. Pity the ones who control the strings Are the ones with golden rings. Pity the ones with kind hearts Never get to extreme heights. Pity the ones with tender souls Never play crucial roles. Pity power prefers the corrupt, The good-natured seem not to be apt. So at least in our micro worlds, We have to try to be fair and just To stay solid, firm and strong If we are swept by these storms, Which are not part of any natural plan, But the result of a wicked, greedy mind. Who is to blame?

Es otoño en el cuerpo, y afuera. La piel amarillea, como las hojas. Crujen los huesos, y las ramas secas. Hay que respetar las reglas, esperar. Es invierno en el cuerpo, y afuera. El frío se filtra por los ojos, y ventanas. Las piernas tiemblan, junto con los pinos. Pasará, sólo hay que cuidar el fuego. Es primavera en el cuerpo, y afuera. Revive el rubor, rebrotan los brotes. Los brazos se descubren. Los pétalos se desperezan. Es verano en el cuerpo, y afuera. Color bronce regalado por el Rey Sol. Olor a vida, alegría, frutas frescas. A disfrutarlo, plenamente. 18 de mayo

Deja ir, let go lo que ata y atrapa, los celos, la envidia, la rabia, prejuicios y ambiciones, miedos, burlas, posesiones. Deja ir, let go lo que no te deja ser libre, sano, bueno, liviano, transparente, generoso, seguro, alegre, amoroso. Deja ir, let go. Let go. Let.  24 de mayo

Últimos metros. Último capítulo. Última pincelada. Último ladrillo. Última línea. Última sesión. Para comenzar de nuevo A caminar, A leer, A pintar, A construir, A crear, A vivir. Un nuevo recorrido, Un nuevo libro, Un nuevo cuadro, Un nuevo hogar, Un nuevo poema, Una nueva vida. 21 de junio 2017

El futuro es una promesa de un viaje en tranvía por las calles de San Francisco, o en un colectivo rojo de dos pisos donde Shakespeare despuntó su vicio. El futuro es un libro lleno de poemas que sanan, poemas que gritan, poemas que sienten. El futuro es un patio cruzado por un Río de personitas. Mi futuro es un doctor que dice "chau" y extiende el pasaporte para una vida normal. 1 de mayo

Bones in pain as if broken Yet plucking up forces feeding on hope. Veins convulsed, invaded by the intruder. Freeway for good to win over bad. Tasteless tongue, sweetsalty undistinguished, Upset stomach, dissatisfied, weak Yet longing to eat, eat, eat. Dreams haunted by hospital sounds Yet dreams blooming and ready to sprout. The wheel is turning, slowly but firm, Clinging to science, poems and faith. The way has been hard but never lonely. Stony but never hopeless. Painful but forever holding hands, Pushing ahead, Looking afar. 15 May

To rise, to go down, To fight, to give up, To win, to lose, To smile, to cry, To celebrate, to lament, Life´s condiments. We swallow them, we taste them, Sweet and sour, Soft and tough, Salty and insipid, Watery and dry, Flavors we must all try. Some flow, others suffocate, Some heal, others mortify, Some feed, others weaken, Some liven you up, others knock your down, Yet yours is the spoon. You cook your life, each dish you try. 18 de marzo 2017

May I face it with no fear, May I face it with a smile, May you stay strong and hopeful, May you stay firm by my side. May she stand on solid feet, May she cling to helpful hands, May she see it as a mountain Steep but possible to climb. May it be just one more story To grandchildren to be told. May I age and keep on writing, There is so much to behold! Written on Dec 19th after listening to Forever Young by Bob Dylan, 2 days before the operation.

Burn all the bridges Start from scratch. Turn a new page, A new onceuponatime! Knock on new doors, Open locked boxes, Go up high hills, Taste spicy loxes. Write longer lines, Sing sweeter songs, Laugh louder laughs, Fix fixable wrongs. Burn all the bridges, Make a new start, Be the creator Of a life full of art, Colors that sing, Music that shines, Let all the senses go wild! Go wild! 29 May