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Loch Raven Review

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Summer 2007
Table of Contents - Vol. III, No. 2

Isolda Dosamantes

For My Angel

I still feel his feathers on my torso

and his hair

mixes with the wind for a moment.

I saw his wings

I wanted to hold him

in the doorway

but he vanished.

All that lingers is the scent of his skin

the shadow of his wings

his presence.

Yesterday we flew together.

My hand traced his back

with light in my fingers.

-- Translated from the Spanish by Toshiya Kamei
© Toshiya Kamei

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