It was great to be able to spend a little time with Jesús yesterday. He's a wonderful poet and one of the kindest persons you will ever meet. Here's a short text from his book
Heridas, published by Renacimiento in 2004. It's part of a series titled "Mendigo":
La fiebre pone
su manita en mi frente
y me receta globos y cometas.
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Fever puts
her hand on my forehead
and gives me a prescription for balloons and kites.
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