Alexandra Cosma we recite Those who do not have loved , Miquel Martí i Pol.
Those who have not loved,
Those who do not even have known
must serve me the most pure.
You, lonely, tell that my name
and find peace by reading my poems.
For you write
With the outpouring of brotherly embrace.
not love me for the effort involved.
Writing for you is as
repeated slowly
The verses of a poem dear.
you read my books
will find your own voice,
The emptiness of your basic living
That will fill the hands of wind.
not want to penetrate their meaning.
Isola get in intimate gardens
Or silent chambers
I pray with my words-your-
Meravellosamente living contemporary.
I, then I will in all things visible.
Miquel Martí i Pol.
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