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Anoche me despertó un ruido

o más bien un estruendo

que hizo retumbar las ventanas

y vibrar el piso.

Me asomé por la ventana y vi algo increíble

en plena noche, ¡el cielo se estaba cayendo!

No paraban de azotar contra el suelo

pedacitos de cielo convertidos en gotas de agua,

y cada vez que se desprendía otro pedazo,

retumbaba…

I can hear them.

Wasps, shaking a wing against the other,

all at once, to warm themselves

on this cold night, making a buzzing sound

that breaks the silence.

Working without rest to build their hive,

their home, their only purpose in this life,

unaware of the world around,

without a thought

or any consciousness of my…

I collect things. I always have. I am really neat about it too. I am really neat in general, actually.  Ever since my very first collection when I was a boy. It is circles that I collected. Anything circular I found, I had to add it to my repertoire, even if that meant I would have to steal it. I always kept all my circles in a box, all arranged by sizes sometimes, or colours, or textures. I had all sorts of circular things:…