Vicuna. Chile .Museum of Gabriela Mistral, Latin Americas first Nobel Prize winning poet. 1945.
Excerpt from her poem 'Things"
i stare at it as it stared;
it starts me thinking strangely,
and i play with this water listlessly
as with fish or with mystery.
an aroma ripped to threads arises;
i am very lucky if i sense it;
so thin that it has no aroma,
being but trace of almond trees.
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