When a poet dies
By Juan Garrido-Salgado
Published 29 August 2023
Time ceases to be memory.
Motionless words remain there
Diluted pages of the inspiration that one day was.
Reality touch
dry leaves of the autumn Homer never saw.
The heart of the poem stops beating.
Until some heteronymous reader.
Reads again the resurrection of the verses.
Life shines again.
What happens to the poet then?
Perhaps smiles under the dust of reading.
Which is and will be a universe
that can become a poem again.