New lights in my room
»time/tv« by julio plaza
… she will withdraw into that private world of feelingwomen enter when they love. And living there, she will becomelike a person who casts no shadow, who is not present in the world…
— Louise Glück, from “In the Plaza,” A Village Life: Poems
Adult trees,dense woodsgenerous shadow.
Plaza underwentrecovery process.Now fully renovated.
Did not have a single,its numeroustrees, pruned.
Old plazawith old trees,the same in the new plaza.
Generous shadow,from the old plazamaintained for whom enjoys.
Everything can be renewedwithout destroying everything,for total reconstruction.
Nature is suffering morewith devastating reforms.Fortunately here nature has been respected.
A large plaza.Central point of the city.A historic fountain.Imposing and dominating.All year marks its position.Meeting point.For young and old.
It’s Christmas.Arrives its greatest symbol.The Tree.Not any one.But A tree.Grand in its size.Attracts everyone of all ages.
Fountain now has company.Induces euphoria to everyone,remember these moments.Lots and lots of photosEvery day, all day.But the good also ends.
Christmas is gone.The tree also.It is only the nostalgia.Around the day-to-day normal.All routine all year.Now alone fountain.Back to reign on the great place.