Jaloque (Pescador series)

From the south comes the sorrow

and the fire that clouds my eyes.

From the south the dust burying

my cracked sea, your dried jar.

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Jaloque, I'm shaking,

I'm afraid of your breath,

withered summer without love,

with no heat at all but in the wind.

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Burn my spent body,

take this fear with you,

Leave me alone, Jaloque,

in the middle of my barren desert.

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(B.S.)

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180,00 €

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Original work

  • Acrylic on Canson 160 gr. paper.
  • 200x200 mm.
  • Signed on the back.
  • Certificate of authenticity attached.

It is usually prepared in less than 7 working days, and sent door to door in service 48h for Spain.

Shipping worldwide.

The author reserves the right to make a new edition, of lower value and format.

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Jaloque (Pescador series)

Jaloque (Pescador series)

From the south comes the sorrow

and the fire that clouds my eyes.

From the south the dust burying

my cracked sea, your dried jar.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

Jaloque, I'm shaking,

I'm afraid of your breath,

withered summer without love,

with no heat at all but in the wind.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

Burn my spent body,

take this fear with you,

Leave me alone, Jaloque,

in the middle of my barren desert.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

(B.S.)

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

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