Softly life passes, and placid
there lays my feeling of eagerness
I do not rest yet:
I lack more,
I look for more
Do you, people, know which
is the fundament of harmony?
I have just discovered it:
it is invention.
—–
From Alberto’s award-winning poetry book, “Los Que Vinieron,” published in Spanish by Negro Sobre Blanco Editions. Caracas, Venezuela, 2014.
