may well be that all you've been
versenothing more than what could never be,
not only something forbidden and repressed
from family to family, from woman to woman.say that on lots of my people, measured
was all that was to be done ...
say that women have been silent
my mother's house ... Ah, could well be ...Sometimes my mother pointed
craving escape, but went to his eyes
a great bitterness, and in the shadow wept. And allThis mordant, beaten, maimed,
think I have unwittingly freed me.
this that he was locked in his soul,
Alfonsina Storni, may well be
knew the song and the story of Alfonsina y el Mar, but again Mercedes has remembered me the intensity that she knows I have seen fit to transmit and share.
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