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Gabriela López Rivera is a professional photographer, painter, writer, poet, cultural promoter and columnist at Poder EDOMEX. She was born on March 24th, 1970, in Mexico City. She has been in several expositions of photography and painting in Mexico and abroad, the most recent ones in Florence, Italy. She participated in the International Festival Da Vinci 2019 and 2020, International Festival of Poetry “José María Heredia y Heredia” in 2018 and Unidos por la Paz. Gabriela has been part of different literary anthologies. Some of her poems have been translated to English, Italian, Arab and Mazahua. She has had several diplomas in many cultural themes as Art History and Religion Studies. Currently, she is a member of Lewison Art, SOMAAP, the Germany-Mexico Foundation. She is working on short stories for children and 14 poems dedicated to the Moonlight Sonata of Ludwig van Beethoven. She has been awarded and recognized for her work to promote the power of thoughts of the words, which according to her has the potential to create.
Viernes 12
Enero, cuando todo comienza,
carga energética,
buenos propósitos
sueños, nobles deseos.
11:50 a:m
viernes 12
muestro mi fragilidad
mi columna colapsa.
La gente nunca calla,
el sol ha dejado de brillar
río de penas navegan en mi mar.
No he sabido de tal tempestad
empiezo a temblar
a sentirme sacudida hasta la médula.
Esperé lo inevitable
al punto que sentía tanto frío
en los huesos
que dejaba de sentir todo lo demás.
Llegó la lluvia, luego la helada
veía mi aliento suspendido en el aire
cristalino y presagiando.
Pero nunca llegó el momento
en que el frío tocara mi centro
que comenzara a abrumarme
con la pesadez del hielo.
Cuando normalmente sentía
una contracción hacia adentro
de vuelta a mis pensamientos
que me doblaban.
Hasta que era tan pequeña
que no me veía…
sentí una expansión
sentí un calor dentro de mí.
Algo llevándome hacía adelante
impidiéndome retroceder
trescientos pasos este año.
Había llevado mi sol
al invierno…
Friday 12
January, when everything starts,
Energy charge
Good intentions
Dreams, noble whishes.
11:50 am
Friday 12
I show my fragility
My spine collapses
People never shut up
The sun is no longer shining
Rivers of sorrows sail in my sea
I have not heard of such a storm
I start to tremble
I feel shaken to the core
I waited the inevitable
To the point my bones
Felt so cold
I stopped feeling everything else
The rain came then the frost
Saw my breath suspended in the crystalline
Air and foreshadowing
But the time never came
When the cold touched my core
That began to overwhelm me
With the heaviness of the ice
When I normally felt
And inward contraction
Back to my doubling thoughts
Until I was so small
That I could not see myself
I felt and expansion
I felt a heat inside me
Something leading me inside
Preventing me to from rolling back
300 steps this year.
Had brought the sun to winter
© Gabriela López Rivera and/or Aleyrbag Zepol Arevir.
