O f i c i n a   V e r g a r a

My land was as strong as a palace,

Clean, calm, comfortable, quiet,

With a gentleness made up for years

And with an awakening written on stone,

It is precisely there where man is given

Hunger in exchange for wealth and

he gives metals for barter of misery.

Nelly Dalmar    

... It is the emphasis of the loneliness of this land,

where the stones are like a dry and timid sob.

Only one personage can measure it completely,

Without its eyes turning into two sockets

Of awe: the sun…

Andrés Sabella