There are no fantasists like the Latin American fantasists: Borges, Márquez, Paz, among others. This one is a very pretty allegory of the tides of love, and (hey, I didn't write it) the fickleness of women. Yeah, it's long (for an LJ post, you ADHD-riddled, MTV-addicted crack monkey), but how often do you get to read a new translation of gorgeous
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