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        XXVI

Under a cold polygon rain,
with a storm-drugged sky
and suburban clouds.

Because this love of borrowed keys wraps us
in a provisional intimacy,
walls that provide no company
and objects like owls in shadow.

They are
the saddest sheets of the earth.
Look
how the people live.

autógrafo

Luis García Montero
Translation by Alice McAdams


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