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TO LIVE<\/strong><\/p>\n \nI feel ALA\u00cdDE FOPPA<\/strong>, Guatemala (1914 \u2013 1980) <\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" TO LIVE I feel that my life flows like a slow river, that it has neither beginning nor end, as if ever I were born nor could exist without boundary On earth runs my life, so mixed the living of humans; and the resounding of remote echoes and mysterious voices. Sometimes I feel passing, as […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3705,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_wp_rev_ctl_limit":""},"categories":[14],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3704"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3704"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3704\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3707,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3704\/revisions\/3707"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/3705"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3704"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3704"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3704"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nthat my life flows
\nlike a slow
\nriver,
\nthat it has
\nneither beginning
\nnor end,
\nas if ever
\nI were born
\nnor could exist
\nwithout boundary
\nOn earth
\nruns my life,
\nso mixed
\nthe living of humans;
\nand the resounding
\nof remote echoes
\nand mysterious voices.
\nSometimes I feel passing,
\nas a secret current,
\nthe mute beat
\nof the universe.<\/p>\n
\nTranslation: Germain Droogenbroodt \u2013 Stanley Barkan<\/span>
\nDe \u201cPoes\u00eda soy yo\u201d, Poetas en espa\u00f1ol del siglo XX<\/span>
\nRaquel Lanseros Y Ana Merino, Collecci\u00f3n Visor de Poes\u00eda<\/span><\/p>\n