Saturday 21 October 2017

Julio Cortazar







THE HAPPY CHILD

That flash of happiness
twists in the air and settles
lightly on your hair like a petal
along with the breeze’s bees
Out of this airy happiness flows
the beauty where you go dancing
oh girl blind to the stirring
wings of a black rose
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