respiración
Respiración
Quiero respirar para aprender un habla como aquellos que
ven un corazón a la derecha,
Cerrando los ojos para no mirar siempre lo mismo.
Tumbarme con lujo en el instantáneo morir, sin días,
sin aposentos, sin sentidos,
Como quien ama el aire comido en la mujer.
Quiero respirar para aprender una palabra morena, blanca,
dulce, negra, perdida,
Que guarde su iluminado silencio en la hoguera.
Conservar el suspiro de la primera llama, el verbo recorrido
una y otra vez,
Y el alma más intensa que la urna de mi alma.
Santos López
Los Buscadores de Agua (2000)
Breathing
I want to breathe to learn a language like those whosee a heart on the right,Closing my eyes to avoid seeing always the same thing.
Lie down with luxury in the instant death, with no days,no places to stay, without senses,As one who loves the eaten air in a woman.
I want to breathe to learn a brown word, white,sweet, black, lost,that stores away its illuminated silence in the fire.
Retain the breath of the first flame, the verb traveled throughone time and again,And the soul more intense than the coffin of my soul.
Santos LopezWater Seekers (2000)
I want to breathe to learn a language like those whosee a heart on the right,Closing my eyes to avoid seeing always the same thing.
Lie down with luxury in the instant death, with no days,no places to stay, without senses,As one who loves the eaten air in a woman.
I want to breathe to learn a brown word, white,sweet, black, lost,that stores away its illuminated silence in the fire.
Retain the breath of the first flame, the verb traveled throughone time and again,And the soul more intense than the coffin of my soul.
Santos LopezWater Seekers (2000)
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