Subo. Voy saliendo a pulmón de las profundidades del mar negro. Me desprendo tentáculos y algas. Poco de luz se filtra, voy saliendo. Primero la cabeza…… Read more «Por fin»
Etiqueta: poetry
Seattle en llamas
Voraz se alimenta la ciudad, crece con sus brazos de concreto aplastando la virtud primigenia, creando ecosistemas de opulencia, de fantasía, de miseria, de utopía versus realidad. La…… Read more «Seattle en llamas»
Flor de iguana
Fuiste flor de café todas tus mañanas flor de sigilo cada madrugada de enaguas vaporosas, rústicas sandalias fuiste noche de aguardiente lamento de paisana. Olías a…… Read more «Flor de iguana»
My Body of Water
My body of water Evaporates in the breeze Condenses, accumulates Falls from the sky in little tears. Runs free through the rivers Waterfalls and rapids Sleeps among…… Read more «My Body of Water»
Renacimiento
Nací, y otra vez y a partir… Sigo naciendo a cada equinoccio, a cada solsticio, a cada tiempo se renueva esta piel de áspera corteza y recobra…… Read more «Renacimiento»
I Am My Own Labyrinth
Brown my landscapes were conceived, and haughty my hillsides rose up, Castilian my ideas suddenly flowed and my hairs were a thousand serpents. I was borne out…… Read more «I Am My Own Labyrinth»
The Woman inside
I sing to the girl who sleeps between my eyebrows, and between dreams of utopian cities and hellish fears she lies awake. The torchlight woman of my…… Read more «The Woman inside»
My Roots…
…Grow slowly and slowly they spread, infinite and, timid, they feed but do not cease, they devour everything and everything is never enough, they want more. From…… Read more «My Roots…»
Before the First Kiss
For me… for me speaks my voice, my nervous fingers, my short memory that needs to think more than once about how to describe this feeling to…… Read more «Before the First Kiss»
My Harvest Moons
Sometimes, my eyes become huge like two moons and want to absorb everything, and everything seems to fit inside them. Their lashes scrape against the wind with…… Read more «My Harvest Moons»