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THE OCHER MOON (1993) Epigraph: "Everything is matter: time, space; flesh and works." In a vast domain. Vicente Aleixandre, 1962. THE OCHER MOON And other poems CLAUDIO SERRA BRUN Version in French language: Prof. Irma María Brun of Serra illustrations: Roger Miquel Rodríguez Pictures: Claudio Serra Brun Published in January of 1994 ISBN: 84-604-8108-5 Legal deposit Nº: B-10752-93 Barcelona, Spain	LA LUNA OCRE (1993) Epígrafe: "Todo es materia: tiempo, espacio; carne y obra." En un vasto dominio. Vicente Aleixandre, 1962. LA LUNA OCRE Y otros poemas CLAUDIO SERRA BRUN   Versión en lengua francesa: Prof. Irma María Brun de Serra Infografías: Roger Miquel Rodríguez Fotografías: Claudio Serra Brun Publicada en Enero de 1994 ISBN: 84-604-8108-5 Depósito Legal Nº: B-10752-93 Barcelona, España
LANDSCAPE We are alone, in the world. Alone. As in a confused fight of greater powers the clouds mingle by the eyes, on high. The river fecundates until hurting. The earth is threshed infinitely towards the sea. And the bird that settles, is latent life that looks, only a moment tiny but still. An instant in time to look at ourselves. And to flight away. For a lifetime Fly. ©ClaudioSerraBrun	PAISAJE Estamos solos, por el mundo. Solos. Como una confusa lucha de poderes mayores las nubes se mezclan ajenas a los ojos, en lo alto. El río fecunda hasta herir. La tierra se desgrana infinitamente hacia el mar. Y el pájaro que se posa, es vida latente que mira, solo un momento ínfimo pero quieto. Lo minúsculo del tiempo para mirarnos. Y alzar el vuelo. Por toda la vida volar. ©ClaudioSerraBrun
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