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"Fonteras de Cristal"

Hay
distancia y lugar
para que el mundo
sea la espiga
de los vientos
con las velas al sol.

Crecen montañas
en el cenit
y sangre confecciona
la entraña de la tierra
Venimos de ser tantos,
las fronteras volvieron
invisibles,
cada seña que
nos dió identidad;
-las banderas
son pechos
destrozados-

Cada cual lleva un muro donde el agua se
estrella

Dejaremos las torres
y el estado de sitio
para batirnos peces.

Que se abran
las compuertas
para que salga
el hombre y recupere
sus rosas
naufragadas.

© 1988
Patricia Medina


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Here
is told the time and the frontiers visited
by the artist's brush and pen: memories are
associated with the perspectives; songs and
tears are held in the tattoos of color and also
the form and structure are proclaimed as to
give credit to the words. It is not that a painting
may be told or that poetry may be painted, no;
it is to make writing and painting concordant.
This is not only an illustrated pictorial anthology,
but the conclusion of two artists that
converge after 10 years of work.
And the discovery is in each page of this book:
To enable the coexistence of shape and words,
color and metaphor, with an unique sense
which is also diverse, crystalline and infinite.

Book personally autographed by Lisa Rivas
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