Nyctalopia

Nyctalopia

The energy that runs
           through our veins
what I like to call
           star-blood
and this world
           driven by light
and reality
           weighed down
by time
           and the cities
that rise up
           within us
the rivers
           that rise and fall
and endless words
           beauty and truth
and love
           and César Vallejo
that most human
           of poets
who wrote
           of how much
it costs
           to be poor

John Lyons


“la cantidad enorme que cuesta el ser pobre,” César Vallejo, Los poemas humanos

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