Geographical Verses


The capital

The capital

Madrid, playing with your “deck of cards” is mandatory, Although this time I have brought you new cards: A “horse” over your ground has ridden And has been very amazed by these lands.   Madrid, you welcome the visitor as yours, and soon one feels your native. Historical and modern  and...
Port of Air

Port of Air

Being it the gate of goodbyes and reunions, It is for me a desert I get into; Today, I feel no ‘hi’, I feel no ‘bye’.   Groups of friends, traveling families… My wandering soul gets honest: expects jealousy between the cloud and the Sun.   Exhausted I float among clouds and murmurs...
Grantebrycge

Grantebrycge

Thank you for checking my poem about Cambridge. Unfortunately, this poem was a challenge to me in Spanish, so you can imagine how difficult it must be to translate it into English, respecting its structure, rhythm and content as faithfully as possible. Cambridge is the first city I visited abroad and I had a...
Walking the Isle

Walking the Isle

Dear Island, How have you been? So long I’ve been wanted to visit you… Hereinafter I will come back to step on your cliffs and hills. How long has it been since that goodbye? five years? It seems longer…it seems shorter…it seems right… I still remember my ticket to Ryde on the ferry: I...
Winged Kingdom

Winged Kingdom

  With excitement and without luggage I arrived to a paradise; illusory walls and sliding clouds, dwelling of celestial elements: “The Angels” – seraphs of the “plasma” inhabit it; and a path awash with starry paving stones – stepped by the followers and the worshiped, both mortals; they...
In the Middle of Nowhere

In the Middle of Nowhere

In the middle of nowhere are your coordinates, In the midst of the desert, coated with petroleum. In the middle of nowhere its roads survive, Anomalous, cracked by the four wheel drives.   In the middle of nowhere I find your gaze, and in it, your pupil, and in it its reflection. In the middle of nowhere by the sun...
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Isabel Sánchez H.

"Cazadora de un resplandor etéreo. Vuela."