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XX AnniversaryBy Pablo Armando FernandezOn the farm there are, Abel Cherries, mangoes and plums. There are men, like then, working in the chicken coups (camouflage to hide the cars) The farm is painted white and on the porch are palm nuts; old man Nunez talks with the workers about you, while they wait. What can be keeping you in the city? Outside there are Mangoes on the lawn and in the branches, cherries and yellow and red plums. There's nothing lacking here, Abel. Everything begins to fulfill itself during the last twenty years! Santiago was never as festive as now. At the Rex, Lolo continues, punctual to attend, to the guests in room 36 Mario Cabrera, in the kitchen picks up steak sandwiches (he doesn't know it) that Elpidio will eat this evening Have you shown Renato, the ruler with all its positions, what do you think? Good? Lolo tells his friends how fascinated you are with raising chickens! Everything begins to fulfill itself during the last twenty years! The visitors sign the book. They come from all parts of the world. There are large inscriptions in the Chinese characters; There are others in occidental languages; amid the branches of the mango orchard, the birds chirp and sing. The visitors tour around the place and hear the history that silently fell uniforms and rifles, shoes and handkerchiefs. Everything begins to fulfill itself during these last twenty years! Are you dreaming? no. You are awake laid out on the floor. (Ramon Salmon enters and closes the door) Elpidio and you chat. Open is the farm to the visitors and there are mangoes and cherries and plums like lively colors on the lawn. The Chinese Alfonso Joa (today is Saturday) rolls a bunch of cigars between his hands and smiles. Everything is as you wanted it; you're not dreaming. You are awake drinking coffee brewed by Josefa. She likes to hear you; "An educated young man, who charms when he speaks with those gentlemanly ways…" Angel agrees, he likes to hear you speak of your projects and he hopes that the farm will grow to reach the slope of the hill. Young gentleman, all Santiago is yours. The farm and the city are open, and you give them to the people looking in the eyes of those who receive them as another of your gestures of love; During the last twenty years everything begins to fulfill itself! Translated from the Spanish by Nina Serrano 1980 Other Poems by Pablo Armando Fernandez:
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