The day the artist died In memory of Marío Colín Today the artist died. Drummers drum the dancers’ steps, firm and heavy beneath the trees. The dancers dance a prayer. A black dove…
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The day the artist died In memory of Marío Colín Today the artist died. Drummers drum the dancers’ steps, firm and heavy beneath the trees. The dancers dance a prayer. A black dove…
Source: The day the artist died
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How nice of you to share my poem. Yesterday was the anniversary of Mario Colin’s death. He was known best for his murals of the Virgin of Guadalupe. He died at age 54.
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