"Isla del suicidio"
o dicho por Clara: huellas sobre una corteza.
Lo que emana.
Aquí el poema tal como me lo enviaron:
I was asleep and he/she
Opened door to my dreams
Plundered the dream in wich I lived
And possessed me
He/she loved so much that
I woke up at midnight
As if it is noon
Clara Janés
I was asleep and he/she
Opened door to my dreams
Plundered the dream in wich I lived
And possessed me
He/she loved so much that
I woke up at midnight
As if it is noon
Clara Janés
(La idea de Narges Mohammadi, con la que se montó una exhibición en Teherán, Irán)
