this is the poem
about 4 months
of silence
you think that is a
long time but
the poem reminds you
it is only the beginning
in it, you can hear
clocks tick
wind
an almond leaf scuttles
through the yard
it is a short poem
but the 4 months
are long
moonlight
drums on the roof
like rain
Hablando Sola / Talking to Myself 