Del Pasado al Presente: Solo un Paso
Hace un año que no escribo. Como que se seco la fuente, y sin embargo, no por mucho escribir se escribe mejor. Escribir es igual que hablar: muchos hablan mucha paja y al final no dicen nada. Otros como yo no escriben tanto, pero se meten mas profundo, debajo de la piel para urgar en lo profundo y encontrar las pepitas de oro y compartirlas con el mundo. Son escasas, si no, no tuvieran ningun valor. continuara...
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Thursday, July 16, 2015
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