ULYSSES BY NAME Poem by Juan Manuel Roca

My kindred and friends in my own country call me No-man.
Ulysses
When Ulysses
Wrapped himself in No One
Only his dog knew.

Ulysses, a shadow.

Penelope
Was opening her window for the return
And the warrior's bow
Of battles dreamed.

Dog, woman and bow
Were waiting for No One to come
In their sleeplessness.

When he returned
Become Someone,
The king of shadow
Abdicated his phantom throne.

Ulysses, a shadow.