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Gertrude Stein in Bryant Park.

"Revés,
reveses él obra,
reseco, no caído,
ve un nuevo reparo llorar,
o ve un árbol en ocaso.

Mi mal, arena y arrayán,
era la mimosa, con él obra.

Nuevo, raro llora,
pero ve un nuevo día, conoce.
Ser árbol es ese verse ver."

--@merlinaacevedo.bsky.social

(Google translate:

Setback
he works backwards,
parched, not drooping,
see a new reluctance to cry,
or see a tree in sunset.

My evil, sand and myrtle,
it was the mimosa, with him work.

New, weird cry,
but he sees a new day, he knows.
To be a tree is to see oneself.)

Homage to New York.

"...it was just after the War and there was not to be for years the Esperanto of pimentos and the snobbery of refrigerators.'' --A Case of Knives

Agatha Christie writing course led by her digitally reconstructed AI self.