(Maybe it was because you hadn\u2019t mastered your Geometry)<\/p>\n
El jovencito se olvidaba.
\n[The lad was going blank.]
\nEran las diez de la ma\u00f1ana.
\n[It was ten in the morning.]<\/p>\n
Su coraz\u00f3n se iba llenando
\n[His heart was growing full]
\nde alas rotas y flores de trapo.
\n[of broken wings and rag flowers.]<\/p>\n
Not\u00f3 que ya no le quedaba
\n[He noticed there remained]
\nen la boca m\u00e1s que una palabra.
\n[just one word on his lips.]<\/p>\n
Y al quitarse los guantes, ca\u00eda,
\n[And when he took off his gloves]
\nde sus manos, suave ceniza.
\n[a soft ash fell from his hands.]<\/p>\n
Por el balc\u00f3n se ve\u00eda una torre.
\n[A tower showed through the balcony door.]
\nEl se sinti\u00f3 balc\u00f3n y torre.
\n[He felt he was both balcony and tower.]<\/p>\n
Vio, sin duda, c\u00f3mo le miraba
\n[No doubt he saw how the clock,]
\nel reloj detenido en su caja.
\n[stopped in its case, surveyed him.]<\/p>\n
Vio su sombra tendida y quieta
\n[He saw his shadow quiet and prone]
\nen el blanco div\u00e1n de seda.
\n[on the white silk divan.]<\/p>\n
Y el joven r\u00edgido, geom\u00e9trico,
\n[And the stiff, geometrical youth]
\ncon un hacha rompi\u00f3 el espejo.
\n[smashed the mirror with a hatchet.]<\/p>\n
Al romperlo, un gran chorro de sombra
\n[When it broke, a great burst of shadow]
\ninund\u00f3 la quim\u00e9rica alcoba.
\n[flooded the illusory room.]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-7919","cita","type-cita","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.universolorca.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/cita\/7919"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.universolorca.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/cita"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.universolorca.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/cita"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.universolorca.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7919"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}