This Onion Poem by Jesús López Bobadilla
This Onion
Today I cooked for my parents
and I thought: this onion has
a life that is the opposite
of mine: it was born underground
and it will end in my mother's belly.
(July 1998)
Translation: Don Lebar
Original in Spanish:
Hoy cociné para mis padres
y pensé: esta cebolla lleva
su vida de manera inversa
a la mía: nació bajo la tierra
y acabará en el vientre de mi madre.
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