Jules Supervielle

(1884 - 1960 / Uruguay)

A Poet - Poem by Jules Supervielle

I do not always go alone to the bottom of myself.
I drag more than one live being with me.
Can those who are made to enter my cold caves
ever be sure of coming out again, even for a moment?
Like a sinking vessel, I pull passengers and sailors
pell-mell into my night. I darken their cabins,
I extinguish the light in their eyes.
I make friends with great depths.

Translations by IAN SEED.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 19, 2017

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 19, 2017


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