Holocaust.



Words can't avoid
Flirt with moons
Rush muddles
The indecent silences
Words can't  avoid
The fled destiny
The abstracted story
A harmonious grief
That enchanted annoyance
Words can't avoid
Be voracious presence
The permanent malice
The faded then
The invisible, fearful
Words can't avoid
The messy eagerness
Amuse sorrows
Review sleepless nights
Words can't avoid
The slapping of words.

Holocausto.

Las palabras no pueden evitar
Flirtear con lunas
Apremiar embrollos
El dantesco irrumpir
Los indecentes silencios
Las palabras no pueden evitar
El huido destino
La abstraída historia
Un armonioso desconsuelo
Aquella encantada contrariedad
Las palabras no pueden evitar
Ser voraz presencia
La permanente malicia
El desvaído entonces
Lo invisible, temeroso
Las palabras no pueden evitar
El desordenado ahínco
Divertir penas
Revisar desvelos
Las palabras no pueden evitar
El abofeteo de las palabras.
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Submitted by angeloacosta2010 on May 27, 2021

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme AbxxaccxdAdexfAexxAx GbbgbGcgfaGhhbbGxbbGb
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 859
Words 132
Stanzas 2
Stanza Lengths 20, 21

Angel Acosta

Nothing better to introduce myself than some questions asked by my kind readers. -- How did you get to the world of letters? I belong to a generation of writers without internet. And I don't have facebook nor am I on any of the social networks. Believe me, there are too many Ángel Acosta. Adding another is unnecessary. -- So... Did you create a style? -- Nooooo, that's not so easy!...Today my novels, stories and poetry string handfuls of words with no return. -- How do you write? -- ... anywhere! Inside the bus, the subway, in a park... in the rain, snow, sun... not even pandemics can stop me! -- Do you follow any special method? --... I write for Hand of God. That for me is enough. -- Do you enjoy writing? ---…I can not explain it. I listen to the crazy inner music of each word and I enjoy it as much as the sun when--every day-- gets down on its knees to woo the night... -- Why do you have such a special style; say, challenging, unusual, daring? --... our bloody life is unusual, challenging and daring!... All I do is narrate and make verses with architectural signs. I respect every sound of the soul and build it with your words. In one fell swoop I put them together and describe (as I see and hear them) our daily conflicts. That like a fighting fish they slap even their own image. -- Who do you write for? -- … for my grandchildren! Leopolda and all my children… -- By the way... Who is Leopolda? -- Ahhh!... She is my favorite corner. A Christ without a cross... The next verse! --…and Cristóbal Delanada? --... the charm of that man wanders in my novels, stories, verses and also here... https://cristobaldelanada.wordpress.com/ -- How do you get your inspiration? --... as simple as keeping five fingers together inside... and outside the pocket.... Do you understand? more…

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