JaZzArt en València

CENTRAL PARK

Who can change the course of history?
Who can stop the wheels of time?
Think you can?
Think they can?
Who is they?
And who are you to presume?

History is a mystery

Questions like these and many more,
bounce off the thin layer of surface water
that fills the depths of the reservoir in Central Park.
While it is quite necessary to investigate the lectionary,
Never should one doubt,
there are absolutes,
there are unchanging laws.

There‘s right and wrong,
there’s Ten Commandments,
miraculously carved in stone.
There’s the way of light and the way of darkness,
and you’re free to choose,
take your pick,
light or dark,
or take from both.

But human souls need human comforting,
We’ve all wandered far from home…

On a rotting bench, close to Central Park West,
sitting proper is Rosemary a retired secretary.
Her mind races from through to thought,
used to precision, speed and so forth.
But now quite old she’s not as bold and not as fast,
so when Augusts’ nights shine bright with Augusts’ lightning,
she still sits alone under the rain and
through her ears travels the rhythm and the cadence
of an old, old song, always the same.

I stood one clear January morning
near The Castle in Central Park,
and snow covered the ground,
I thought of summer
and not a question crossed my mind.

C.2021, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 20 NOV 2021/30 AUG 2025, València, Spain/Izmir, Türkiye

ENTRE DOS LENGUAS (Poema chicano) -Yo soy la ambigüedad all day all night mexicano y estadounidense, chicano I know my family very well I know my …

Un bello poema de Julie Sopertrán (editor Francisco Bravo Cabrera)

Pinchar el enlace para leer el poema.

GRACIAS

Forests in the Blackness of Silence
Space unravels like salt spilling from a shaker
someone knocked off the kitchen counter,
and the salt that spilt is a reminder
of little stars of white
that shine in forests in the blackness of silence.

Reality floats like trees without roots,
tanning their leaves
in the bright midnight sun
made of honey and flour.

Discarded thoughts travel sideways along the Milky Way,
combining intention and starlight into tangled braids.
Wishes drift in flocks migrating through colourful streets
toward the forest in the blackness of silence.

Planets pretend to exist,
black holes hum lullabies
to lull in restless dreamers,
as meteors brush past
like moths too shy to burn.

Perhaps we are just players
in a matrix filled with light,
our earth, our bones, our daydreams,
created to arouse the sleeping prophet dreaming
that holds us in his arms.

In the end,
there is no end.
only more of the beginning,
multiplying silence to the nth degree,
turning infinity into
the salt shaker of absurdity.

A forest in the blackness of silence
is a song composed of smoke
that fills the empty hours…

C.2025 – Francisco Bravo Cabrera – 21 SEP 2025 – Chios, Greece

Perdonad si no llego a leer vuestros posts/artículos pues estamos en plena faena atendiéndolos a los menesteres de la exposición que va viento en popa hasta el domingo que viene.

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Please forgive if we cannot read your posts/articles or comment. We are quite engaged as the exhibit is now in full swing and will be until next Sunday.

GRACIAS – CHEERS

“La búsqueda” – 2025 – València, España – Lo mejor de Francisco Bravo Cabrera.

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The best of Francisco Abraço Cabrera: “La búsqueda” (The Search).

Gracias – CHEERS

Perdonad si no llego a leer vuestros posts/artículos pues estamos en plena faena atendiéndolos a los menesteres de la exposición que va viento en popa hasta el domingo que viene.

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Please forgive if we cannot read your posts/articles or comment. We are quite engaged as the exhibit is now in full swing and will be until next Sunday.

GRACIAS – CHEERS

Estos individuos son delincuentes comunes y corrientes que no tienen el derecho de hacer la barbaridad que han hecho ni tampoco pueden juzgar el pasado. Lo único que se merecen es la cárcel para que aprendan y reflexionen.

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These subjects are common delinquents, plain and simple without the right to commit these crimes. They do not have the right to judge the past either and the only thing they deserve is a long jail sentence so they can reflect and learn.

GRACIAS – CHEERS