Devoted to the pathology of exotic, zoo, and wildlife species for over 25 years
12/01/2021
But I can imagine
I can't make you laugh but I can imagine
that you will play again, enraptured,
with Hagenia humus
and the ceibo flower.
I can't take care of you but I can imagine
that you will remain in the valley of the red river,
that your rivers that made us grow
they will return me to the colossi of white foam.
I can't caress you but I can imagine
that you are one of the brave ones that returns to spawn
out of that foam, determined to open a new cycle,
with the eggs that hide the certainties of this trip.
Barcelona, 1/12/21