Poem of the Day. Juan Carlos Galeano
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Redazione Italia, July o7, 2016
Redazione Italia, July o7, 2016
The Wait
He who waits watches the landscape for the one who is not coming.
He who is not coming can be spotted easily in the near distance.
He can be spotted in a lone boat, in the sky, in the clouds.
Two trees lift their branches to toast the day’s success.
He who waits would be happy if the sun coming into the living room
would decide to turn into the one who is coming.
would decide to turn into the one who is coming.
He who is not coming rides by on the back of a fly without saying hello.
(Even though later, in many places, they will greet each other.)
(Even though later, in many places, they will greet each other.)
He who waits would prefer the lone boat and the clouds to worry.
It wouldn’t hurt if the trees showed a little concern, too.
Juan Carlos Galeano
