Paul Abucean Poems

The wind has vanished, killed off by the drought.
The sun has leaked on earth and spilled about.
The sky is hollowed out and hot as hell.
There's nothing left but mud in every well.
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For countless nights I've heard the rain,
Heard matter weep and wail with pain,
And solitary, yet again,
My mind recalls lacustrine dwellings.
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Hoy córtenme el teléfono les pido,
No pongan más al piano ni un dedo;
Impidan a los canes el ladrido,
Traigan al muerto. Hoy de luto quedo.
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All things pass and stay forever,
yet we pass eternally,
drawing footpaths in our passing,
footpaths on the restless sea.
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'¡No te vayas, no te vayas,
Yo te amo de verdad!
Todos los afanes tuyos
Sólo yo sé escuchar;
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All things pass and stay forever,
yet we pass eternally,
drawing footpaths in our passing,
footpaths on the restless sea.
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Everybody giggles
In the same old language,
Everybody whimpers
In the same old tongue.
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Con un amigo me he enojado:
Se lo conté, ya me ha pasado;
Me ha enojado un enemigo:
Se lo callé, con ira sigo.
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Tigre, Tigre, tú que brillas
En las negras pesadillas,
¿Qué Espíritu sin muerte
Tan terrible pudo hacerte?
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All her life, my dearest mother
Without husband has remained.
We just only had each other
When it hailed and when it rained.
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