Rainmaker by Adam Pracht Only one thing is as eternal as the sun that beat s down upon us – this ungodly heat. And though it is the sunshine’s assault that creates the wind, clouds sweet rains and fills The lakes and rivers, where I work the sunshine kills The livestock. The pigs, whose sharp [...]
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Original Poem for Sunday, April 3, 2011
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Favorite Poem for Sunday, April 3
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XVII from Cien Sonetos de Amor/100 Love Sonnets by Pablo Neruda No te mo como si fueras rosa de sal, topacio o flecha de claveles que propagan el fuego: te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras, secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma. Te amo como la planta que no florece y lleva Dentro [...]
