César Eduardo, South and North American writer. Member of Sin Licencia. Host, traveller and poet. Here´s some sonnets of him Sonnet I To Laura Over by the seaside where the birch trees grow, I count an exact decade left for seven centuries since swift Italian glance ascended territories and left its mark here on this plane below. This time a West Coast essence brings her glow, through sunset steady a wide array of reveries awaits at heart’s doorstep for its corollaries, all the while within such countenance I flow. Today, the waxy wings of a New Icarus I fling, the soul embodying an exhalation of destiny along the shores of my dream abroad dispersed. Eyes brighter than two sunrises the gods string call me above again to exert severe mutiny, leaving me in a Golden State of Mind immersed. Sonnet II Amongst the urban garden the sight fixes perplexed Toward a towering structure of red and blue So my mind’s blank space turns the flag true For my mood to rejoice over this concret...
