José Luis Remualdi

Misantropía

 

Pido casa al desierto
que al abrir su ventana
sola palma mostrara
la dimensión de arena.

Y por las noches quiero
bajo su fría calma,
la silueta de palma
pedestal de una estrella.

Mi soledad pretendo
para limpiarme el alma;
de aquí no quiero nada
que la nada me diera.

Si nómada en camello
pasajero cruzara,
leve señal de raza
que su presencia fuera.

Y si un día regreso,
lo haré mundo, si cambias,
con mi razón humana
ni sabio ni poeta.

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