Poetry · Reflection
GABRIELA MISTRAL ~ DUSK
27 September 2011
DUSK
I feel my heart melting
in the mildness like candles
my veins are slow oil
and not wine,
and I feel my life fleeing
hushed and gentle like the gazelle.
Gabriela Mistral
(April 7, 1889 – January 10, 1957 / Vicuna / Chile)
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