Eder. Óleo de Irene Gracia
Iván Thays
Dolor. Un padre lleva a su hijo muerto en brazos en Franja de Gaza. Fuente: afpA Refusal To Mourn The Death, By Fire, Of A Child In LondonDylan ThomasNever until the mankind makingBird beast and flowerFathering and all humbling darknessTells with silence the last light breakingAnd the still hourIs come of the sea tumbling in harnessAnd I must enter again the roundZion of the water beadAnd the synagogue of the ear of cornShall I let pray the shadow of a soundOr sow my salt seedIn the least valley of sackcloth to mournThe majesty and burning of the child’s death.I shall not murderThe mankind of her going with a grave truthNor blaspheme down the stations of the breathWith any furtherElegy of innocence and youth.Deep with the first dead lies London’s daughter,Robed in the long friends,The grains beyond age, the dark veins of her mother,Secret by the unmourning waterOf the riding Thames.After the first death, there is no other.
