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August 13, 2006

The children sing songs of times long gone
and they play games of forgotten wars.

The sea cannot be seen from here.
The colors are broken, made of wood,

the children use them as white weapons
sharpened like pencils, daggers to survive.

Listen to the breeze, far out, elsewhere,
where green boats patiently await the end.

The sea cannot be seen from here.
It exists only in the minds of children,

small drawings of unreal landscapes,
the sky a color not included in this case.

Their small hands draw conclusions in gray,
the paper assumes the depth of clouds.

by Ernesto Priego of Never Neutral

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  1. August 13, 2006 at 2:06 pm | #1

    Oh, yes.

  2. August 13, 2006 at 4:10 pm | #2

    Well, this sent chill-bumps up and down me.

    Beyond good — it’s a small magic carpet, and I was flying.

  3. August 13, 2006 at 5:53 pm | #3

    Very visual with a touch of joy in childrens’ play, yet a sense of overhanging threat with “daggers” and “boats await the end”. Or is that just me?

  4. August 14, 2006 at 8:41 am | #4

    I love the repetition of The sea cannot be seen from here.

  5. August 14, 2006 at 9:30 am | #5

    Ernesto…the poem sent me flying, too. I felt like Ramon in that Spanish movie “Mar Adentro”…. I will read it again and again.

  6. August 15, 2006 at 5:26 am | #6

    “…the paper assumes the depth of clouds..” The poem too. Brilliant and the pairing with Polyxena’s photo is an inspired choice.

    • January 18, 2013 at 12:56 pm | #7

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  7. MB
    August 16, 2006 at 2:19 pm | #8

    The last stanza is stunning.

    • Hombre pensante
      October 4, 2009 at 10:36 pm | #9

      En uno de tus dizque poemas hablas del “juego de las guerras olvidadas”, en verdad no entiendo como puedes censurar la guerra cuando te dedicas a alabar a los cómics. Además de enajenado eres incongruente y estúpido. Es como si yo estuviera a favor de la homosexualidad y alabara al Papa Benedicto. En verdad eres algo más que un pendejo. Te recuerdo que Batman, Superman, Acuaman y todas las mamadas de ese tipo que te excitan y te hacen llegar al orgasmo; son usadas por EU para enajenar a su pueblo y hacerle creer que son los que llevan la paz por medio de la guerra.
      Los niños saben que es fantasía pero tú sigues creyendo que Batman te va a poseer, que existe la Gran Calabaza y que Linterna Verde salvará al mundo de los musulmanes. No puedes incluir a los niños en tus versos, dado que ellos sí distinguen entre fanatasía y realiad, en cambio tú no has superado ese conflicto. Eres un enfermo.

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