DANIEL
DE CULLAÕS THREE DIVINE
The Devil
ÒEveryone
who comes to Me, stays.
The
days are born glorious
Sprouting
from hell
Its
fire and light." --Satan
The Witch
ÒWitches
were and are the most beautiful among us.
The
Inquisitors drank their Period in Unicorn glassesÓ --Fray Tom‡s de Torquemada
(XV century)
The Juggler
"I
always went and sang as pilgrim
And
they called me a juggler.
I
perfumed the atmosphere
Of the people
in the streets
Playing
and singing
At the
edges of palaces and castlesÓ --The
Juggler
The
Covid vaccine will not beat me. DanielÕs pic
PEOPLE THAT YOU'RE LOOKING FOR
People that you are looking for
The land of salvation
Well fucked up you got it
Although you raise your eyes to the sun.
Not the Covid vaccine
Not any other vaccine
Will conquer Death
Since the land that I promise
Flows fire and lava
Even if you plant your skin in it.
Your thirst for life
Drink in springs of gall
And with each step that you advance
Battered you will rest
In my cold hugs.
This is your inheritance
Of dust or ash on the head
Or in my land meek
Being your Word and verb
The cold darkness.
-Daniel
de Culla
Death,
sun of darkness. DanielÕs pic
De
CullaÕs Pic
THE WEATHERMAN
Constantino says to Maxencio:
Time is divided into centuries, years, months
Days, hours, minutes and seconds.
-What's the weather been like? You ask me
And I answer you by sucking my index finger
Right hand
Taking it out of the window now:
-Today we have a good time.
-What's the weather going to be tomorrow?
-Tomorrow is going to be rainy.
There is a time that we have to endure:
The succession of times and state
They are tough and difficult
And even more when the towns are tough
And impossible to govern.
-You know something, Maxencio?
"What thing, Constantino?"
-That things in good time
And turnips for advent.
© Daniel de
Culla
Daniel de
Culla is a writer, poet and photographer. He is a member of the Spanish Writers
Association, Earthly Writers International Caucus, Poets of the World, (IA)
International Authors, Surrealism Art, and other groups. He is director of the
Gallo Tricolor Review and the Robespierre Review. He has participated in many
festivals of poetry and of theater in Madrid, Burgos, Berlin, Minden, Hannover
and Geneva. He has exhibited in
many galleries including Madrid, Burgos, London and Amsterdam. He moves between
North Hollywood, Madrid and Burgos; e-mail: gallotricolor@yahoo.com