Poems written by M. Tomás Awada
Poemas escritos por M. Tomás Awada

Poems | Poemas

We want freedom

We want freedom. No, I want freedom. But, what does that mean? No clichés, no magnanimous words. Freedom, for me, manifests itself in several things, some of which are impossible, but I can dream, can’t I? -Write a poem as

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Queremos libertad

Queremos libertad. No. Yo quiero libertad. Pero, ¿qué significa eso? Sin clichés, sin palabras grandes. La libertad, para mí, se resume en varias cosas, algunas de ellas imposibles, pero puedo soñar ¿no? Escribir un poema con un café a las

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In the palm of our hand

“By the mouth, the fish dies,” says the great Joaquín Sabina, but we, the poets, through affection for words or affliction by feelings or in search of something more, expose ourselves in ways not even a child who was never

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En la palma de la mano

Por la boca muere el pez, dice el gran Joaquín, pero nosotros, los poetas, por afecto a las palabras o aflicción por los sentimientos o en búsqueda de algo más, nos exponemos como no lo hace ni el niño menos

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Sudden passion

Sudden passion, because of you, I find myself doubting my sanity, I convince myself to take everything calmly, for after all these years, it is the only thing that I know works, with absolute certainty, without any doubt, yet your

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Pasión repentina

Pasión repentina, por tu culpa me encuentro dudando de mi cordura, me convenzo de tomar todo con calma que al fin y al cabo, después de tantos años, es lo único que sé, con certeza plena, que funciona, sin ninguna

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Rio de Janeiro, eternal carnival

The artist blows his brass instrument, alternating between the three buttons that serve as a crown, creating a symphony in search of cash, but instead of receiving bills of two or five, he receives two people, who sleep under the

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Río de Janeiro, carnaval eterno

El artista sopla su instrumento de metal, alternando entre los tres botones que sirven de corona haciendo una sinfonía en busca de rial, pero en lugar de recibir billetes de dos o cinco, vienen dos personas que duermen bajo las

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Life, you take and you give

Life, you take and you give, you give and you take, I confess that this time it hurt a lot, perhaps more than it should have been able to hurt me, to lose lips, that a few days ago did

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