ÑuñoaSe sentó en la placita a escribir lo que veía… Y entre los tres puntos en suspenso vino un lanza y le punteó las costillas –decí que tenía una pluma–, ambos arremetieron y quedaron de rodillas. Ni la una ni la otra ganó ese día. La pluma dejó de escribir…, su adversaria dejó de ser el pan de cada día.
Juan E. Miranda Ñuñoa
(Trad. Thanks to SPA 1A Class, BCC 2021) They sat down in the little plaza to write what they saw…. And in between the three points in suspense, a spear came and tapped their ribs -luckily, they had a pen-, both struck at the other and on their knees fell. Neither won that day. The pen stopped writing; its adversary stopped being the bread winner of the day. |
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