poems by Juan C. Tajes

The fruit Mother drunk from Orient’sthroat of black soundslaugh with her broken voiceher wounded gazelle eyesher black-winged manebetween her hands      shells ruby fire shining in the sunthe morning is the silence of the fliesI learned from her that peoplehave the soul passion redas a pomegranate heartunder the shell they gatherthe sweet voice of singingin her words. The man who calculated Wind […]

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Poems by JUAN.C.TAJES

SPINOZA Baruch abolished eternity,There is nothing beyond the visible.Nature and being are infiniteAnd the being is what it was before death. If we see ourselves with the eyes of the mind,Time exists, while memory lasts;Desire makes us unhappyTradition breeds sadness. You know you Know. Pure conscience.Structured essence. Just action.Idea of ​​the idea. MathematicsOf thought, free from dogmas. Light of intuition […]

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