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The Map of the Lands of Burgos. The Tree of Support



With a new story of The Map of the Lands of Burgos turn to give life to our blog.
Tangent space management and organization of activities do we stop neglected some aspects of tangent space. We expect this news to return to equilibrium in this blog with your help.
had very little to complete the map of the 1,247 people of our province, approximately 60. You can check the list to go in search of land that are missing. We have also
date and plant the tree that will culminate this exciting project designed by Elias Rubio.
The Tree of the Province to be an oak tree will be planted on the morning of March 14 in Jaramillo de la Fuente. This village was chosen for several reasons, the main one is that it is the only town that has been offered and has adhered, but also was considering different places in our province. This tree will grow in front of one of the jewels of Romanesque where once grew a olma.
This day will be very special, the tree will be planted with the help more than 200 contributors . Few trees in the world have been planted with the help of many people.
We want to be a unique celebration, whether chiefs or blessings,
There will be music, poetry, ... and share a little lunch. All those who want to contribute something for that day are invited to do so. Send us your suggestions to this blog or the mail espaciotangente@mac.com.
To all who have already collaborated on this beautiful project, thank you very much.

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Cordoba Cerete PARRA: POETRY TO SMELL, TASTE, Palpa, watch and listen

II. smell

vanilla, lavender, the scum, the cinnamon.
Sometimes a thin scent of water,
as the clouds or rain, sometimes a violent
perfume reminiscent of a gazelle skin,
the sweat and blood of an animal in heat .
But always, the final, vanilla, lavender ...

STATEMENT OF INTENT

miserable I talk about love and lavish,

of your soul that is the fire but it is also frost

of sudden moods and gestures tender

of the crowd, whispering, of glory and fear.

Let me tell you his name softly.

(From the book Bower water)

I. touch

Come slowly to my domain;
your fingers so much space
blind, the darkness that surrounds
my body to build a road and come
to me through the thick veil
and taciturn of the shadows.
Save me with the light in your fingers
if I touch, conjures the negligence, or tease
abrásame in touch
splendid and clear of your hands.

As the butterflies of the night,
to flame you'll summon,
'd rather burn to be in the dark.

(From the book Bower water)

IV. taste

There

salt on the lips. On the tongue,

a wreck and sirens,

perhaps algae, and taste of funds

sparkling green ocean.

Sex always know winter sea,

to gales in the middle of the night.

(From the book BEDROOM WATER)