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— Cabin boy: tell me, is your father a sailor? — A fisherman. Lost long ago. Rising from my mother's side, he went out to sleep with the breakers. In the cemetery Mother keeps his tomb — an empty [...]

Evening. The train bound for Madrid crosses the Guadarrama Range. In the sky, a rainbow fashioned by the play of moon on water. Oh, quiet April moon, softly nudging the white clouds. On her lap [...]