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Gabriel Chavez Casazola (Bolivia, 1972) is a poet and journalist considered "an essential voice of the modern Bolivian and Latin American poetry." He published several books of poetry including Common Place < (2010), and The morning will be filled with gardeners.

The morning will be filled with gardeners / The Morning will Bring the Gardeners

(2013 in Ecuador, Second Edition in Bolivia, 2014). His work has been anthologized in different countries: Cloud Chamber (El Suri Porfiado, Argentina, 2014), The foot of Eurydice / the Foot of Eurydice , Colombia, 2014) and The song of the soup / The Soup Song (El Ángel, Ecuador, 2014). Koyu Abe, in a harsh black tunic,
head high and

shaved
brow furrowed
plants a sunflower seed in the gardens of the Temple of Genji.

Unhurried, he buries the small shell full of hidden light
of unfolding wonder < in a bowl dug from the Earth.

He covers it with a small shovel and waters it with orange sprinkles.

A breeze runs through the gardens of the Temple of Genji
Koyu Abe feels it on his hands sprayed with water.

In a bag made of fabric and hanging from his lap: It is still morning and his task is to plant each of these seeds and to cover them and to water them with orange sprinkles.

One million sunflowers should soon carpet the gardens of Genji and the surrounding patches.

Monks, farmers,
all must have hands dampened by the water that irrigates the growing
yellow wonders of children: br> these pious lights for exhausted eyes.

It is not about aesthetic effect-Koyu Abe speaks in the silence of the image:
the roots absorb the heavy metals
and from the poison to flower is born.

But it is also true that beauty cleanses of itself,

says the Dutch, out of the silence of the fabric, and Koyu Abe hands me a bag of seeds
shells filled with tiny light

Koyu Abe Sows

The vibrant orange shower brings me closer to Van Gogh. a sunflower seed in the gardens of the temple of Genji

Koyu Abe, with rigorous black robe,
high and shaven head
flat brow
sow a seed of sunflower in the gardens of the temple of Genji.

With parsimony deposits the small shell replete
light in potency
future asombros
in a bowl dug between the earth. p>

Cover it with a small shovel and water it with an orange watering can.

Pass the breeze over the gardens of the temple of Genji

In a cloth bag hung on his lap, he carries a few tens or hundreds of seeds.

still very early in the morning and planting each one is her task
to cover it and water it with her orange watering can.

A million sunflowers will have to carpet soon the gardens of Genji and the surrounding orchards. Monks, peasants, all must have hands moistened by the water that waters the yellow futures of children, which will be pious lights for exhausted eyes.

p>

Koyu Abe does not know Van Gogh, but he paints sunflowers with his shovel.

At the same time, Koyu Abe looks at the grayish profiles of nuclear silos. vera of Fukushima rise the gardens of the temple of Genji
and it is necessary to purify the sky, to purify the waters, to purify the soil, to purify the suns sowing sunflowers.

But it is true that also the beauty purifies by itself,

it borders the Dutch, coming out of the silence of the fabric, and Koyu Abe extends me a bag of seeds > of shells replete with tiny light.

The enormous orange watering can and reaches me Van Gogh.

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