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N a p a l m   H e a l t h   S p a :   R e p o r t   2 0 1 4 :   A r c h i v e s   E d i t i o n







––by Pedro Garfias


They sprouted wings towards the bandaged sky

of the wounded firemen that watered the streets

of lights and a vendor it pierces while

all the city bells

run through  the textiles pursued

The hand that draws the contours

But the tower dances in my window

And then you so dead

already like that lamp

in the sun so dead even though

my eyelids try

to imprison the escaping night.




[“Light” by Pedro Garfias translated by Ron Rodriguez. Originally published in NHS 2012, http://www.poetspath.com/napalm/nhs12/.]