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The Blind Cow (Joan Maragall)

Nuria Vendrell we recite blind cow, Joan Maragall.

clashing head on over and strain
mechanically moving the way of water, it comes
the cow alone. It is blind.
In a coup launched rock mass trace
the boy poured him a look, and the other
he has a phone: the cow is blind.
comes to be watered but rather used as the source, not
month the firm made at other times or with
ses colleagues, not coming alone.
Their companions, the cliffs, the comma
the silence of the meadows and the banks, they
the tinkling cowbell, while the fresh grass grazing
at random ... She would fall. Topa
of the sharp nose and receding faced
sink ... But again,
and low to the water, and drink calmosa.
drink little, without much in September After raising
the sky, huge embanyada the head with a grand gesture
tragic;
blinks on the dead girls and go back
orphan light under the sun that burns,
wavering paths unforgettable brandishing
languishing long tail.