Lightly - Ángela Hernández Núñez

In innocence, eternity is possible.

But I have loved in haste,
with the attentiveness of objects that fly away.
I find myself saying, close the doors.

Poem of Your Oblivion - Aída Cartagena Portalatín

The soul in a mansion of snow,

Full Moon - Fabio Fiallo

Over the green prairie, with hushed voices,

    We wandered, she and I.

The moon rose clear and bright above the mountain,

    The nightingale was singing to the sky.

Broken Wings - Fabio Fiallo

The prison? It is very sad,

As every place must be

In Damen - Frank Báez

In Damen there’s a bar

where the employees loosen their ties

and drink beer with girls who steal

poetry from the bookstore on the corner.

Santo Domingo - Frank Báez

Theseus reeled in Ariadne’s thread

seeking an exit from the labyrinth

Miles Away - Homero Pumarol

A black trumpet flies

through the walls

of an empty building.

This Poem - Homero Pumarol

Every now and then I read this poem again.

I like it: it’s short and easy to forget.

Deus ex Machina - José Mármol

Throw the dice, Lord, your turn has come and it is winter. The trident is cornered, the mountains covered with a skin of ash.

A woman is alone - Aída Cartagena Portalatín

A woman is alone.
Alone with her stature. With her open eyes. With her open arms. With her heart open like a wide silence.