apasionante algarabía

EVA ES LA NIÑA DE MIS OJOS

EVA ES THE APPLE OF MY EYE

You left it, I sent it I want it back You left it, I sent it I want it back If I had you here, I'd clip your wings Snap you up and leave you sprawling on my pin This plan of mine is oh so very lame Can't you see the grass is greener where it rains You left, I died, I went and you cried You came, I think But I never really know I've served my time I've watched you climb The wrong incline But what do I know Accept it, Don't let it Turn the screw Accept it, And let it Scream back at you Now this applies both equally to you and I The only thing we share Is the same sky These empty metaphors They're all in vain Like can't you see the grass is greener where it rains In the garden Snake was a charmin' And Eve said let's give it a try Now lead us not into temptation But no matter how hard I try When in the garden and Snake is a charmin' And Eve says let's give it a try Eve is the apple of my eye And I lie behind you And a cradle you in the palm of me And I pat your hair down I think will we sink or swim?

'Cause we could do either on a whim

Continúo tirando del ovillo pues la hebra se tensa o se afloja según el ánimo, los anhelos...

esta hebra me tiene fascinada

Al alimón el laberinto que nos hace, nos deshace

el que implacable se yergue sobre nosotras provocando la vorágine

el mismo, que inclinado se entrega para honrarnos

Viaje insospechado; ingenioso trámite el nuestro...

querida Encarna,

amiga, colega

esta entrada para disfrutar

para inspirar-nos

(ya queda poco)

carlos colombino

e s c e n o g r a f í a

paul cezanne

manzanas manzanas manzanas

josep baques

p i c a s s o

zurbarán

santa dorotea

con una cesta

de

manzanas y rosas

josep baques

dama sentada

gabriel portoles

august macke

retrato con manzanas

Nos pronunciamos en algarabía,

cuan asombroso despertar

La simiente de la inocencia

gozosa y lúdica,

desnuda su intención

Ando atenta al primoroso torbellino de fuentes y pájaros que me guardan

Altos mis ojos, gravitan sobre oleadas de mujer primera

las que inspiran venideras, audaces primaveras

que ya resuenan en mi boca abierta

Bondadosos son los labios,

puro aliento de manzana

Sonoros filamentos abren el pecho sediento de la muchedumbre,

trasciende el corazón esplendente

El ovillo de los dones resuelto

comparece fascinado de vida

Amanecer los jardines de Pomona

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p o m o n a

jacopo da pontorno