Price Wholesale Chicken

Durán Enrique Godoy (Guatemala)

are the same yesterday



old words


arpeggios Shakes


of memories, illusions.


are the same yesterday


old words


Those who write in poet's dream.


Who will want to hear?


The home alone


The wind seeping through cracks


The neighbor's dog ...


Who will want to hear?


old words!


Feelings of love and tenderness


Witnesses painful goodbyes


rescue of shipwreck without


But ...


are the same words


you get back that moment


When you spoke my name


Half complaint, half cry


In the blue silence of the night


Remember?


When you, gazelle timid, frightened


take cover in the nest of my arms


dropwise and drank the water of pleasure


The River of Dreams made


" Remember?


trembled with passion our two souls


Our lips were sought


satisfied ... They clung


What a great time and that crazy!


Remember?


Who will want to hear?


old words!

Goldfish Has Something Stuc

Questions from a Worker Who Reads -

Bertold Brecht

Who built Thebes of the seven gates?

The books mention the names of kings.
Did the kings haul the stones?


And Babylon, many times destroyed, Who built it so many times?

In what houses of Lima, the glittering gold, lived the masons?


Where were the builders finished the night the Wall of China?


magna Rome is full of triumphal arches. Who built them?


To whom won the Caesars? Byzantium, so praised, Does only had palaces for its inhabitants?


Even in the fabled Atlantis, the night he was devoured by the sea, cried the drowning men calling their slaves.


The young Alexander conquered India. alone?


Caesar beat the Gauls is not even a cook with him?


Philip of Spain wept when he sank his fleet, Anyone else cry?


Federico Second won the Seven Years War, who more beat?


Each page a victory. Who cooked it the feast of victory?


Every decade a great character. Who paid the bill?


So many reports, many questions.

Big Boobs In Morrowind

Long live the students!

Violeta Parra, Chile

students live the garden
our joy
are birds that are not frightened animal
no police
and not afraid of bullets
or the barking of the pack.
Caramba and the thing zamba
living astronomy.

I like the students
as the winds that roar
when you put your ear
cassocks or regiments
birds
libertarians like elements. Caramba
and samba thing
EXPERIENCED long live.

I like the students because they raise

chest when told
meal knowing that it is bran
and become the deaf
when presented with fact.
Caramba and samba thing
code of law.

I like the students because they are

yeast bread oven that will
with all his deliciousness
for the mouth of poor eating
bitterly. Caramba
and samba thing alive
literature.

I like
students marching on the ruins
with banners held high
goes all the estudiantina
are chemists and doctors
surgeons and dentists. Caramba
and samba thing live
specialists.

I like
students with clear eloquence
the sacred black bag was lowered

indulgences because even when Mr.
last us this penance. Caramba
and samba thing
living all science.

Rocco's Big Mess Online

ALL THE LOVE IN THE WORLD

Héctor Collado (Panama)

All the love in the world

fit in my house.
But hatred claim their spaces and the orphaned
requires its share
of death.

whole world fear
the shade is installed
In the corner destined to rot .... Solidarity

night,
last Brothers, Crouching
dawn,
Surprised by the miracle of life
at noon.

All
world grudge Rainin
Bursting,

Killing ... How far, O Lord, how long?


All the hate in the world fits in a bullet.