You write: The description of the landscape, the colours, everything is a reflection of the poetic voice! There is a feeling of nostalgia and sadness for what it was and still remembers. And sometimes the days are holes of absences that we fill with those ghosts of the past that wander through our mind. Is that there are stations that smell and are like some people. Nice night, @johnjgeddes.
Yes, Nancy, absences make holes within us and we fill these with nostalgia figuring that it represents the past, but in reality, we only succeed in painting out the shadows