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Kris Montaņez
Nature
A leaf moves;
A Red fighter falls.
At noon
When no wind blows-
How so that at noon,
One that barely breathes,
A leaf moves,
A Red fighter falls.
Eight Red fighters
Caught off-guard on a mountain slope
At noon;
One falls.
A hundred leaves
Unmoving
At noon
When no wind blows
At the top of a mountain
(A bald mountain that suddenly one night
Grew a hundred leaves!);
One among them moves.
Ay, a Red fighter falls.
At the top of a mountain,
A hundred leaves;
On its slope,
Eight Red fighters.
At noon,
A leaf moves,
A Red fighter falls.
(E.P.)
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