Ocampo Silvina

Buenos Aires – Silvina Ocampo

  Buenos Aires Prior to your houses, God loved you. Alone, imitating  the sun, He contemplated you. Later, men loved yu : the navigator From his ship, the Indian with his bow, The uncomfortable gentleman in his arcane Portrait, a monocle in his hand, The one who died without a portrait, pained To leave no face … Continue reading →