Friday, February 04, 2005

Galeano On Salgado: 6

From Eduardo Galeano's "Salgado, 17 Times":
6. A little dog stretched out upon his friend's grave. His head high, he keeps vigil over him in his sleep between the lighted candles.

An automobile among ruins, inside it a black woman in a bridal gown looking at a flower made of cloth.

Impossible ships in the midst of the infinite wilderness of sand.

Tunics or banners of sand lashed by the wind.

Cactuses like swords of the earth, armored arms of the earth.

In the factories pipelines that are intestines or voracious boas.

And on the earth, out of the earth, there are peasant feet: feet of earth and time.


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