A LONELY AFTERNOON
Since the fern can not go to the sink to drink water, willingly I have imposed the task of bringing two glasses of the sink.
And so we sat, my fern and I, sipping water together.
Of course, I am more complex than a fern, so full of deep thoughts I am, but the corn in favor of the pleasant company of an evening friendship.
I do not mind drinking water with a fern, it's more, if for me it would cross the sky to Stockholm drinking a Bloody Mary with a trickle of Lima.
And so we sat, drinking water together on a lonely afternoon. The fern contemplating its fronds, and I contemplating mine.
∆ Russell Edson, “ The Rooster's Wife ”, BOA Editions, Rochester, NY, 2005. Version by Jonio González.
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