The Dog and the Arrow
A dog
is my dog,
and he sees towards me an arrow:
it departs swiftly,
through the white smocks,
reaching the arrow,
and it avoids him,
and he avoids the arrow.
A dog
is my dog,
and chases an arrow:
needle of worthy end
to a good man,
body of peace
and cruel field
of horizontal extermination
(desired sword
by the
wild bull itself,
which is the voice of its master).
A dog
is my dog,
and he forgets an arrow,
watering with his warm verb
to the touch,
like a dropper,
a harsh plateau,
barren:
other lives,
human and my own.
My dog
tries to regret an arrow,
and the dog is a whole life,
and in no life
I turn into an arrow.
My friend
chased an arrow,
and the arrow is beautiful.
TS Hidalgo (44) holds a BBA (Universidad Autónoma de Madrid), a MBA (IE Business School), a MA in Creative Writing (Hotel Kafka) and a Certificate in Management and the Arts (New York University). His works have been published in magazines in the USA, Canada, Argentina, Chile, Germany, UK, Spain, Portugal, South Africa, Nigeria, Botswana, India and Australia,and he has been the winner of prizes like the Criaturas feroces (Editorial Destino) in short story and a finalist at Festival Eñe in the novel category. He has currently developed his career in finance and stock-market.
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