Los ríos subterráneos
De formas sorprendentes
Recuerdan uroboros
Demenciales serpientes
Que se muerden la cola
Que no comen ni duermen
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Dragones (IV)
julio 5, 2012 por Antonio Pavón Leal
El bosque silencioso 
composed within a wonderful pattern of verbal sounds…
(and «my reading spanish» is even «good enough» to understand or infer most of the poem)…
take care
lu
Poetry is music. Poetry is to be recited, to be heard.
Your comment is complimentary to me.
The cadence of the Spanish language has been revealed to me through a rhythm of seven poetic syllables. This is the music of this composition about crazy snakes biting their tails. Greetings and happy weekend.
poetry CAN be music, antonio, not in all poetry i find music, most of poetry is a boring wordflow…
but here indeed it is the music of antonio taming rattle snakes 🙂
very well done!
lu
Thank you, dear Lu.
I wish poetry was always that: music. But as you say in your reply, often poetry is just a boring flow of words.
This is a danger that lies in wait for poets or aspiring poets. Another risk is wanting to present opinions, wanting to tell this or that, wanting to be “educational”… I think the meaning of a poem is not primary, basic. Primary, basic thing is rhythm.
Have a good week.
Silenciosas y siempre en los subterráneos…son astutas pero no inteligentes.
Da la impresión de que no te gustan las serpientes. Este poema y los otros tres de la serie no están consagrados a ellas sino a los dragones, que son también unas criaturas temibles.
La mente se me ha ido a las serpientes en vez de al homenajeado dragón, jejeje.