gotas::drops

 Gotas

¿Se hieren y se funden?

Acaban de dejar de ser la lluvia.

Traviesas en recreo,

gatitos de un reino transparente,

corren libres por vidrios y barandas,

umbrales de su limbo,

se siguen, se persiguen,

quizá van, de soledad a bodas,

a fundirse y amarse.

Trasueñan otra muerte.

Ida Vitale

Reducción del infinito (2002)

 Drops

Do they hurt and melt?

They have just stopped being rain.

Naughty during recess,

kittens of a transparent kingdom,

they run free on glass and rails,

thresholds of their limbo,

they follow each other, they persecute each other,

perhaps they go, from solitude to weddings,

to melt and love each other.

They dream another death.

Ida Vitale

Reducción del infinito (2002)