The Second Coming Astonished by a light refractedin floating candles, the steps, a gesture,a witching hour but the circlebroken, with blood and bone broken, the moon shoneimpassive, beautiful, coldas the moon is, butsomething broken, something not right. He approached; we all rejoiced,not knowing what he might do. Many years since in the reckless world we … Continuar leyendo A Poem by Gary Gautier (Editor Francisco Bravo Cabrera)