Again, a poem -tanka with prose- to meditate about. Always food for thought from your pen, Sergio.
This is not the birthday-party the youth was planning, is it? I understand it to be an informal gathering by a poolside, where he turned up and took photographs.
But the others must have known he was gay, as he appears not to be welcome. How hard it must be, and outright dangerous, in some countries, to be transgender, gay or bi.
Your lines are very good, I really don't know which to pick out as the best. It's all good, Sergio.
As with your other poem, I intend to come back to read again. I'm moving house at the moment, and feel very stressed out. Sick husband and so on...
Poetry helps, when one can concentrate.
Cheers, Syl*** PS: In my country gay marriage is now legal. And they can adopt children, or even, how can I say, 'rent a womb' for a price. I'm not too well informed, but they often go to Miami in the U.S. to do the latter. The Catholic Church is not condemning anybody to hell under Francis, but I guess it'll take a while for church weddings to be allowed. Bye now!
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Mis temas favoritos The Lord replied, my precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.
"There is no life higher than the grasstops Or the hearts of sheep, and the wind Pours by like destiny, bending Everything in one direction."
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