Saturday, July 18, 2015

Partidas, un poema, Indran Amirthanayagam


Partidas


Lima querida, otra vez con neblina,
el dia de la partida, el mar casi a la vista,
la inmensa bóveda gris, y en mis manos
unas rebanadas de baklava, hecha en casa
para el restaurante miraflorina del cual
me despido repartiendo su miel, sus nueces,
este dulce del ombligo del planeta, parte
del Lima donde el amor me da vida y
el corazón del amigo resiste su infarto,
y mi hija en unas semanas se despida, yo, ahora.


Indran Amirthanayagam, el 15 de julio, 2015

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Naysha Flores said...

Amor, gracias por traerme el baklava! lo comimos juntos, desde Lima a Haití y luego Santo Domingo!

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