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        THE LIGHT AND I

The light and I invent you,
city, as now in the breaking day
of fantasy and sun
you are born into the world;
city still hazy,
with blood, light and dreams
on your white facades.
I don’t know what dawn
I cast on buildings,
nor what morning sun
illuminates the valley, the sea,
the streets, within me.
The world and I
have exchanged lights.

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Manuel Altolaguirre
Translation by John Lyons


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