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MARCIA MOGRO

Bio-Biblio: born in La Paz, Bolivia, June 2 1956. Studied literature at the Universidad Mayor de San Andrés. He lives in Santiago de Chile since 1985. Have published their articles in magazines, newspapers and anthologies.

PUBLICATIONS

1988 "Semiramis, 16 (MG ).-"( poetry)
Chilean Young Poetry Collection," End of the Century Series "Black Box
and Documents Publishing House, Santiago, Chile

1995" The Hanging Gardens (poetry) The Little Man Sitting
Editorial, La Paz, Bolivia

2000 "De la Cruz to Date (poetry)
Hombrecito Sitting Editorial, La Paz, Bolivia

2004" The Hanging Gardens (poetry)
Editorial The Little Man Sitting,
La Paz, Bolivia, Second Edition

2005 "Lacrimosa" (poetry)
Hombrecito Sitting Editorial, La Paz, Bolivia

Referred by: Jessica Freudenthal

mentions: Fernando Rosso

Jaime Taborga

Diana Kuljis

Poems:

BOOK "SEMIRAMIS, 16 (MG) .-

COME WITH ME TO THE FAR LANDS OF BAGHDAD ...

TALK:
I do not have touched


but it is dark like night and cry.
cry because I'm freezing and I

bones ache and I feel my head hurt.

horror of our loneliness,
MEN AND WOMEN OF ALL AGES

AND ALL COUNTRIES IN NUMBER INCALCULABLE

HAVE STARTED A DANCE.

And now we're so high

botarnos began and I thought:
all preserved in the ice
and thought then when I find
,
will produce a large fire,
everywhere
spread,
to the ends of the empire.

LISTEN:
had to split it
body for all roads, all-apachetas
,
to serve as an example
and never repeat such acts.













THE BOOK "THE HANGING GARDENS"

MY HOUSE WILL OPEN ANY DEATH
A PEOPLE OR FLOWERS.
SILENCE. STREET.

washing clothes of their dead

and crying over the hapless river changed course

water and changed the landscape forever
your city


pierced the hapless
and cried for long polar nights


fell asleep under the suspension bridges as the river crosses

your city like a dream

hapless
like a dream against stones

river reflecting sky

far away and blue like a dream





















THE BOOK OF THE CROSS TO DATE


but every time you squint your eyes, amid
the din of battle and the crowd,
willing to crime and spinning like a dervish
I wonder if I'm human or animal case
am the result of a skeleton
well studied and invoked as a dialectic
inside of my own thinking

this has happened.
BOUND.
evening up to the rooftop of his palace,
from there considered the stars:
"Cross," he says
an unprecedented and dawn sky

custodian the same hill, crossed the same river

them hanging gardens.. .
I have come to be sad, I have a hurting heart

so rotten, so hopeless, so dramatically

opposite to my prior to the passage "

body of a woman wanting

siren not no angel

the Captain
with great sadness and melancholy remembrance
moved to other parts of the sky and latitude parallel














BOOK "Lacrimosa"

1.
but the city is impressive and beautiful

open displaying his body extended


in size and diversity as a show of anatomy
compared attracting
unceremoniously with his strange and splendid start
stage has come to this city
has seen the river, bridges
the mountains, places, buildings

but now stands where this street

from looking around, search the sky
says we should be together

alongside one another
together, together you should

I
2.

feel tearful wakes
absorbed the blood moves through your veins

cinnabar red sea rumor sparks sparks nostalgia sadness


know that birds and peregrine falcons highlighting her silhouette against the sky, also known

nude shows immaculate

status Length and angle fore and cavities

displayed showing all kinds of havoc
and demonstrating the highest level of perfection


should be together side by another
together, together you should

me (as a litany
invoked immaculate
lying between the sheets)