Luciernaga al atardecer

viernes, 31 de mayo de 2019

BELLA POESIA, COMPARTIR.

I do not aspire

to come out photographed
in powerful newspapers;
I do not aspire to power and glory;
I have been disappointed
that pretending to hide
his existential anguish
they promise and nothing they fulfill.
I'm going the best of my life
and you are my world now;
if you fail me
the blood will circulate and everything
it will be a wait
the earth that covers me.
I need your long hair
golden wheat color
and your white face
and even dark circles
that point
that also
It has marked your life.
I who look at your body often
and I know what you have suffered
I rise to contemplate you
and see how your dignity
it remains without stain.
Oh, small and great woman
those who could
change the world
they will not! and so
that tomorrow neither of you nor of me
Do not tell anyone anything;
Well, tomorrow the world
with the false ones it collapses
today I just want to tell you: ...
Luciernaga
and that you tell me: ... HelloI do not aspire
to come out photographed
in powerful newspapers;
I do not aspire to power and glory;
I have been disappointed
that pretending to hide
his existential anguish
they promise and nothing they fulfill.
I'm going the best of my life
and you are my world now;
if you fail me
the blood will circulate and everything
it will be a wait
the earth that covers me.
I need your long hair
golden wheat color
and your white face
and even dark circles
that point
that also
It has marked your life.
I who look at your body often
and I know what you have suffered
I rise to contemplate you
and see how your dignity
it remains without stain.
Oh, small and great woman
those who could
change the world
they will not! and so
that tomorrow neither of you nor of me
Do not tell anyone anything;
Well, tomorrow the world
with the false ones it collapses
today I just want to tell you: ...
Lucyiernaga
and that you tell me: ... Hello

DESNUDA DE ROQUE DALTON

I LOVE YOUR NUDITY
... R.DALTON

D E S N U D A
36 years after the
murder of
Roque Dalton

Nude

I love your nudity
because naked you drink me with pores,
how does the water
when I enter your walls.

Your nakedness knocks down the limits with its heat,
It opens all the doors for me to guess,
he takes me by the hand like a lost child
that you left your age and your questions quiet.

Your sweet, brackish skin that I breathe and sip
it becomes my universe, the creed that is nourished;
the aromatic lamp that I raise being blind
when, next to the shadows, the desires bark at me.

When you undress me with your eyes closed
you fit in a neighbor cup of my tongue,
you fit between my hands like the necessary bread,
you fit under my body more complete than its shadow.
The day you die, I'll bury you naked
to cleanse your distribution on earth,
to be able to kiss your skin on the roads,
braid in each river the scattered hairs.

The day you die, I'll bury you naked,
Like when you were born again between my legs.

Roque Dalton

LUCIERNAGA SUEÑA...

LUCIERNAGA

sueña

en las noches frente al mar...,

también ella espera...,

con sus pies mojados

por el agua salada...,

dicen quienes la ven...,

que su espera ya no es un secreto...I

***que espera a su gran amor***

THIS SEA LOVER TAKER LUCIERNAGA

** This sea lover
takes Luciernaga in
his arms ... passionate,
without asking
permission,
he gives her his salty tears ..., jumping on her
with the mountains
of venus of his waves ...,
while the sky
reddens covering
the sun and Lucierng
at sunset. **