The milonga- poem
The best things are for free, but irrepleacable: the bandoneon in a tango, the smile on her face, the future in my eyes. Everything comes and go, but we stay today and simply dance our first milonga. by Juan… Continue Reading
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Mazurka- by Juan M.S.
Could you believe there are Poles who’ve never danced a mazurka? Could you believe that lack of romanticism? There’s Chopin, there are beautiful Polish girls ready to blossom to the rhythm of this syncopated dance. But there are people who’ve… Continue Reading
Paraphrasis of the 9th poem in 20 love poems and a song of despair by Neruda – by Juan M.S.
Drunk with liquor and a longing for desires I address this verses to your slippery body that swims towards me in the abysmal night and contrapts itself to my body just to resurface unscathed to a delta of flowing insecurities.… Continue Reading