by Daniel de Cullá

We realize the No-Man
No-Woman land
Between Warm/Hunger.
It’s actually the No-thing
That held us in bond
Without a concrete tense
Straddling the precipice
Between Life & Death
As a valid chasm.
Warm & Hunger are
On the same plane
As receiving blanket
In one hand
A basket and shovel
In the other
Seemed together
As ephemeral ghosts
In our miserable

2016 –Daniel de Cullá


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Daniel de Cullá (1955) is a writer, poet, and photographer. He is also a member of the Spanish Writers Association, Earthly Writers International Caucus, Poets of the World, and others. Director of Gallo Tricolor Review, and Robespierre Review. He has participated in Festivals of Poetry, and Theater in Madrid, Burgos, Berlin, Minden, Hannover and Genève .He has exposed in many galleries from Madrid, Burgos, London, and Amsterdam. He is moving between North Hollywood, Madrid and Burgos, Spain. His address is in Burgos, just now. He has more than 70 published books.


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