Read Poem: A HANDFUL OF POEMS LEFT UNDER A STONE, by Carles Pàmies

THE SEA

1.
The faint chirp
of rubbing balls
-empty basins of
fearful eyesfor that engulfed
by the foam,
the roar of the sea
the howl of the water.
Force.

2.
How he gets mad
how the man howls
when looking back
his footsteps
erased by the wind. Beach
whipped by the naked whip
smooth shore like teeth,
Oh, very clement!
Wild.

3.
Smile slightly
the captain of the Caine
and the stale celluloid
conveys the feeling
beyond the sea screen,
near our wrecked souls,
beyond the empty seat
from the beautiful cove.
Pallidness

4.
Fear of the sea.
Testimonials speak of dread,
kind appearances
warped pretenses
behind the captain’s back.
Other witnesses
make unfinished threats,
bloody insults,
strange incantations.
Fear.

5.
To Jorge Peris
Whenever I dream the beaches
I dream them alone, lifeless.
Just with a star
That you left on a shore.
Whenever I watch the waves
I imagine that one day
you looked them in the eye
watery Dawn
in your tired loneliness
In your empty youth.
Whenever.

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