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Poems by Sonia

9/11/2019

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poems by Sonia Moslero Mellado, Zahori Massage
CO-FACILITATOR  MOVEMENT & MASSAGE,
of our writing adventure in November.


she consented, Sonia, to let me publish her poems on this blog.  
Thank you Sonia...



marzo 2019
Brota la primavera en la rama del aliso
una canción suena lejana.
Deslúmbrame, viento quieto,
con tu voz que se extingue a cada momento.
LLora por mi mientras me abrazas
mientras bebemos el tiempo que nos has regalado.
Besa mis ajadas manos de lluvia repletas
camina por mis pasos inválidos y quietos.
Ahora que siento la noche cercana
miro al perro que siestea en la puerta
como de las cerezas que palpitan en las ramas
bebo de la fuente que mana de la sierra.
Ahora que voy de tu mano besando tus secretos.
Ahora que el mirlo canta llamando a su amada.
AHORA


julio 2019 ( a capileira)
De tu verde me encuentro cautiva
del pasear eterno de tu tiempo
de tu cielo bañado de cantos
de los pasos de tu amor en el silencio.
Cautiva del ritmo incompresible de tu viento
del aire impertubable de tu pecho
de tus nidos
de tus trinos
de la menta olorosa en tu sendero.
 

March 2019
Spring greens the branch of the alder
A song sounds far away.
Dazzle me, wind of stillness
with your voice that dies in every moment.
Cry for me while you embrace me
while we drink the time you have given us.
Kiss my ragged hands full of rain
Walk my invalid and still steps.
Now that I feel the night near
I look at the dog sitting at the door
Like the cherries that throb in the branches
I drink from the fountain that flows from the mountains.
Now that I go hand in hand with you, kissing your secrets.
Now that the blackbird sings calling his beloved.
NOW...


July 2019 (to capileira)

I am ravished by your green
by the eternal walk of your time
by your sky bathed in songs
by the steps of your love in silence.
Ravished by the rhythm of your wind
by the stillness of your heart
by your nests
by your trills
by the fragrant mint on your path.


Read more about Sonia here, her story, in her own words
"The different lives I have lived that brought me back to the language of the body.
I come from Corodoba...."

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