FALLING ASLEEP
The train slept
The rails of journey
Grew wings
And lifted up
Like a plane
Like a flock of birds
The passengers
Grew tired
Got sleepy
This account
Enters my ears
In a different language
In the language of music
In the mother tongue
Juan José Martínez, poeta y traductor, vive en las Playas con sus hijos; en una esquina de Latinoamérica. E-mail soldecactus@yahoo.com
FALLING ASLEEP
The train slept
The rails of journey
Grew wings
And lifted up
Like a plane
Like a flock of birds
The passengers
Grew tired
Got sleepy
This account
Enters my ears
In a different language
In the language of music
In the mother tongue
Posted by Martínez at 1:35 PM
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