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MIGUEL ANGEL FLORES
Flowers
I would have to learn to return
with a cut flower in a dream
to pull the immortal awakening
from the immortal infancy
to look at the place of nothingness
till I see a flower
and place three in this vase
next to the red one and close to this table
a branch in which all of the joined remain separate
one to one in a tangible manner
But I only know what to do with all of them
the branch is hidden inside a flower
and only one : the flower in which they all disappear
The flower in which your disappearances appear
[From Contrasuberna.
(Against the Tide),
Translated by Ron Rodriguez, 2009.]