My Body of Water

My body of water Evaporates in the breeze Condenses, accumulates Falls from the sky in little tears. Runs free through the rivers Waterfalls and rapids Sleeps among the lakes And plays in hot springs. Weary of its travels now Impatient in the low lands It slips out discreetly To sleep in calmer waters. Translated by... Martin [...]

Renacimiento

Nací, y otra vez y a partir… Sigo naciendo a cada equinoccio, a cada solsticio, a cada tiempo se renueva esta piel de áspera corteza y recobra su místico brillo de ámbar. Nací, en un principio, del bautismo cristiano que no pudo ser y del otro que fue en aguas de rio pedregosas en las [...]

Huesitos de pollo

Acurrucada en mis pies te duermes serena pero oscuras tus artes y en mi panza despiertas ¿no soy acaso de ti tu almohada predilecta? ¿por qué me castigas, entonces, con tu indiferencia? y lenta te levantas, mi niña ¡despierta! Pareces flotar con tus patitas de algodón, de un mueble a otro saltas cual rayo veloz, pero nunca te cansas nubecilla ruidosa [...]

I Am My Own Labyrinth

Brown my landscapes were conceived, and haughty my hillsides rose up, Castilian my ideas suddenly flowed and my hairs were a thousand serpents. I was borne out of the ancient bonfires of my demons without the weighty vesture of my body, then covered in alabaster was my system, in cosmic dust my core, in marble [...]

The Woman inside

I sing to the girl who sleeps between my eyebrows, and between dreams of utopian cities and hellish fears she lies awake. The torchlight woman of my beaming eyes, the one who grins, plays in my unbridled hair, the one in my arms, the one in my legs, the one who weaves gold and silver [...]

My Roots…

...Grow slowly and slowly they spread, infinite and, timid, they feed but do not cease, they devour everything and everything is never enough, they want more. From my mouth they flow sonorous, they change everything like prose gilded in glinting letters, but pay them no mind… run! hide! they lie, a structureless world cannot be [...]

Solo quiero bailar!

La calle se larga luminosa y promiscua se arquea indecorosa a la altura del teatro y más allá, una sonrisa se esgrime tentadora y un par de ojos me guiñan a la sombra pero yo, solo quiero bailar. La muchedumbre se arremolina intoxicada de expectativas en las esquinas, los restaurantes tlac tlac tlac, los tacones [...]