Volantínes # 17-17
Pájaro de hilo y papel
palillos cruzados
de un sueño del arco guerrero
nadando
cielo adentro.
Abajo
Altazor
Yo
Abajo
Dónde Están?
Abajo
Yo
Volantín digital.
Abajo
Yo
Carta digital
Abajo
Yo
Pájaro digital.
Abajo
Nosotros nos fuimos cortados.
Abajo
Nosotros perdidos.
Abajo
Nosotros cruzando nubes
Abajo
Cordilleras perdidas
Abajo
Caídos por ahí,
Agonía del ser
volantín en la patria de Allende.
Volatines
(Kites, First Draft of my Translation)
Bird thread and paper
Crossed sticks
Arc of the dream warrior.
swimming
sky inside.
Down
I am
Altazor.
Down
Where Are they?.
Down
I am
Digital Volantin.
Down
I am
Digital letter.
Down
I am
Digital bird.
Down
Where we were cut.
Down
Where we were lost.
Down
We crossed clouds
Down
Lost at the Cordilleras.
Down
Falling out there,
Agony of being volantin in the
homeland of Allende.
sorry but I have to confess I do prefer the Spanish version! Anyway it's a very suggestive poem.
ReplyDeleteThank Beatrice, I agree. I like very much the original because the sound and rhythm is very much part of the poem itself.
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