Just to change the pace, a little, I am posting this poem by Alphonsina Storni, Argentina 1892-1938.
Cuadrados y Angulos
Casas enfiladas, casas enfiladas,
Casas enfiladas,
Cuadrados, cuadrados, cuadrados.
Casas enfiladas,
Las gentes ya tienen el alma cuadrada,
Ideas en fila,
y angulo en la espalda.
Yo mismo he vertigo ayer una lagrima
Dios Mio, Cuadrada.
Squares and Angles
Houses strung together, strung houses,
houses strung, square, square, square.
Houses strung together,
the people already have the soul square,
ideas in a row,
and angle in the back.
I myself have shed yesterday a tear my God, Square.
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