After rain, through afterglow, the unfolding fan
of railway landscape sidled onthe pivot
of a larger arc into the green of evening;... more »
In the parched path
I have seen the good lizard
(one dropp of crocodile)
meditating.... more »
By the East River and the Bronx
boys were singing, exposing their waists
with the wheel, with oil, leather, and the hammer.
Ninety thousand miners taking silver from the rocks... more »
A rose in the high garden you desire.
A wheel in the pure syntax of steel.
The mountain stripped bare of Impressionist fog,
The grays watching over the last balustrades.... more »
do not grow in the sea
neither is there love in Sevilla.
You in Dark and the I the sun that's hot,... more »
Cut my shadow from me.
Free me from the torment
of being without fruit.... more »
I know that my profile will be serene
in the north of an unreflecting sky.
Mercury of vigil, chaste mirror
to break the pulse of my style.... more »
Dice la tarde: '¡Tengo sed de sombra!'
Dice la luna: '¡Yo, sed de luceros!'
La fuente cristalina pide labios
y suspira el viento.... more »
Su luna de pergamino
Preciosa tocando viene
por un anfibio sendero
de cristales y laureles.... more »
A Vienna ci sono dieci ragazze,
una spalla dove piange la morte
e un bosco di colombe disseccate.
C'e' un frammento del mattino... more »
The night soaks itself
along the shore of the river
and in Lolita's breasts
the branches die of love.... more »
The litle boy was looking for his voice.
(The King of the crickets had it.)
In a drop of water
the little boy was looking for his voice.... more »
Playing her parchment moon
along a watery path of laurels and crystal lights.
The starless silence, fleeing... more »
So I took her to the river
believing she was a maiden,
but she already had a husband.
It was on St. James night... more »
Green, how I want you green.
Green wind. Green branches.
The ship out on the sea
and the horse on the mountain.... more »
Voces de muerte sonaron
cerca del Guadalquivir.
Voces antiguas que cercan
voz de clavel varonil.... more »
Noche de cuatro lunas
y un solo árbol,
con una sola sombra
y un solo pájaro.... more »
The fat lady came out first,
tearing out roots and moistening drumskins.
The fat lady
who turns dying octopuses inside out.... more »
Never let me lose the marvel
of your statue-like eyes, or the accent
the solitary rose of your breath
places on my cheek at night.... more »
Y que yo me la llevé al río
creyendo que era mozuela,
pero tenía marido.
Fue la noche de Santiago... more »
Find them a conscience declared in
an absolute casual
sun, find them a feat
declared by the happy... more »
Each afternoon in Granada,
each afternoon, a child dies.
Each afternoon the water sits down
and chats with its companions.... more »
No one understood the perfume
of the dark magnolia of your womb.
Nobody knew that you tormented
a hummingbird of love between your teeth.... more »
A tree of blood soaks the morning
where the newborn woman groans.
Her voice leaves glass in the wound
and on the panes, a diagram of bone.... more »
Dawn in New York has
four columns of mire
and a hurricane of black pigeons
splashing in the putrid waters.... more »
In Vienna there are ten little girls,
a shoulder for death to cry on,
and a forest of dried pigeons.
There is a fragment of tomorrow... more »
1. Cogida and death
At five in the afternoon.
It was exactly five in the afternoon.... more »
translated by Will Kirkland
The moon came into the forge
in her bustle of flowering nard.
The little boy stares at her, stares.
The boy is staring hard.
In the shaken air
the moon moves her amrs,
and shows lubricious and pure,
her breasts of hard tin.
"Moon, moon, moon, run!
If the gypsies come,
they will use your heart
to make white necklaces and rings."
"Let me dance, my little one.
When the gypsies come,
they'll find you on the anvil
with your lively eyes closed tight.
"Moon, moon, moon, run!
I can feelheir horses ...
hace llorar a los sueños.
El sollozo de las almas
se escapa por su boca
Y como la tarántula
teje una gran estrella
para cazar suspiros,
que flotan en su negro
aljibe de madera.