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IN MEMORY OF VLADIMIR NUNEZ Dario PALACIOS

DAYS OF RAIN

A Dario V. Palacios Núñez

Understanding life, Darius, in these days of rain,

if not as the inscrutable succession of blows

ancient natural no,

a constant deployment and redeployment

of the seas of dawn and dusk

sticking out and ravage

the world we inhabit.

How grasp, even glimpse,

beyond the horizon

the glare of the pure and unknown

the magnificent aura of tomorrow.

How to look Minotaur measured,

how about the passing clouds

of the shadows and mouths

the ancestral heritage of the legendary city of hope buried

nostalgia forever

implacable remoteness bleeding moonlight

now that everything is so still and so quiet.

The light reflected from the lagoon

dark tear which stagnates in the soul,

the sad sound of rain persists

wet drum which regrets the departure;

yellow flowers watered while on the water

the attention of the gulls ...

Pale sky, cloud overlapping

many gestures of love lit disorder;

rain and work it all ...

diluted

At the mercy of all that cow

like a blind man listens

Street

in the shade of geranium and frost

sucking in a cluster, the rose of life intact ...

Understanding life, Darius

perhaps as a sunflower that burns at night

as it consumes the wood grilled

trampling the night with the March wind

under a deluge of loneliness

with the body beaten by the look mauve

naked in the water, trembling with love and cold

but not with fear,

because love is a river much wider than

the shores of time.

Understanding life, Darius, if not

as the constant pursuit of giving and serving,

to weigh anchor and hoist flags

and ignite fires of tenderness and friendship in these

rainy days.

Marx Espinoza Soriano

March 25, 2011

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"March 4, 2011." THREE YEARS AFTER MY OPERATION TO COLON.

Sabogal Hospital Thanks!

I should have written this note yesterday. The joy of taking my grandchildren to "school" (a nest), we are distracted all day and return to our home, we found exhausted but happy. Is that a March 3, 2008, emergency admission to Hospital Sabogal of Callao. Since January this year, thanks to my dear children and wife, had met, in particular, directed by Dr. Claudio Zegarra Ames, a friend and neighbor, and Dr. Martin Mondragon, who helped us in all the steps for me internment.

I can not forget, after reviewing all the ultrasounds, CT and laboratory tests, the way we sentenced Martin. "You have a tumor in the colon and you have to remove it now". I'm an old secured quoted from the 1950's. Faced for the first time this experience. Our response, in the case of health, was yes. On March 3, at 8 am, after agonizing negotiations and always helped by Dr. Mondragón, and we were patient and had emergency surgery the next day.

"The Redeemer"

had to stabilize our hemoglobin and thank the donor family and friends was overcome. Enemas and other care during the night, completed the picture. Time of operation, the 11 in the morning of March 4, 2008. Imagine. Anxieties of the family and the patient's own. Encouragement and hope. Prayers and offerings. Before you head toward the operating room, the faces of my girlfriend and my children eternal. I did the brave and kissed her. Then, cross the aisle and wait for the Lord's will. It was a "long" trip.

already in place, my previous invocations to all my dead, preparations. Wizards and faces covered. Something like that does not identify them. All ladies. Very happy, the girls inquired why my pallor. They knew of my anemia. I replied, by way of content: "Y. .. fear!". All laughed. A voice of Dr. Martin Colca Cahuana, inquired loudly by the Tomography. I held my wife. Call for speakers and came. It increased the anxiety and do not remember when I fell asleep. I woke up and here I am.

My grandchildren and "bride"

The truth is that today celebrates three years of SURVIVAL. Have contributed to my recovery, Dr, Patricia Pimentel Alvarez, a prominent oncologist at "Sabogal, whom I consider my friend and true professional who encourages his patients. At my home. A great wife and best sons. My family and friends. The prayers of all and do not deserve. In the Souls of my dead and God Almighty. Jesus and his Blessed Mother. A good employees of the Hospital Sabogal ESSALUD and Callao.

Finally, I have the encouragement to write in this medium of cyberspace. Great therapy important to forget my bad, no neglect and that came through the gift of your computer by Zoila Gabriela, my daughter. Another reason that encouraged me to live, they are my grandchildren, twins Alexandra and Joachim and "gift" of Mercedes Castro and Juan Carlos Servan Bernales, my other children. Visit them during the week and be at his side, comforting me big. Join me in a toast to the third year. SALUD! Thanks.