An elderly couple debates whether to cut down an ancient acacia tree that has witnessed the major memories of our lives.

The Tree

The poet Salvador Merlino didn’t live to see published April’s elegy, his last book, as he died when
 it was still in the printing press. His daughter Mary (72) and his son, Carlos (74), kept the parcels of
 copies of their father’s book stashed away for 50 years, high up, on top of a wardrobe. The curiosity
 of young Federico will force them to come face to face with themselves.

April elegy

In the house where several gererations used to live no one is living anymore At least apparently. Because if any one intensifies hearing and view, he can see He sees the footprints of formers inhabitants. He sees the marks of life and death in the deserted spaces He is the witness of the persistence of voices , bodies, ligths and shadows.