Invientario
Illustrations for Invientario, a web anthology of poetry.
Commissioned illustrations for the web book: Inventario: poetic anthology of the 5 continents. Published by Editorial José Max León Bilingual School
Oh wind Are you the one who hides his face? I can hear your voiceamid the screeching cacophony of crickets That whistles a song at dusk Your breath is giving me a cold massage.
S k e t c h e s
The wind blows and whispers things on its journey shake the snow from the buildings and falls like tulle on my head. El viento besa como un murmullo - Osiris Mosquea
In the mountains, the winds run differently. They beat each other on the breasts like teenage breezes They don't know what they want. Cochasqui - Xavier Oquendo Troncoso
Rivers without a bridge they go through startled the blue sands like cirrus clouds in a dull sky And your mountains, they all cry like a newly crowned miss ... The summer visitor submits a report - Sigurbjörg Þrastardóttir
Whether I want to or not How hastily The wind enters my dwelling! It actually amazes me! The wind Tithi Afroz
