One Last Time

A last time  “Su pequeña huella no vuelve más. Un sendero solo de pena y silencio llegó, hasta el agua profunda. Un sendero solo de penas mudas llegó, hasta la espuma”. from Alfonsina y el mar. They had been happy for a few short years. He, a poet, walked around all day with his notebook, his glasses and his pens, which were the only things he had. That, without counting the house and the little…