Thursday, June 27, 2019

LONTANANZAS


©  Alicia Minjarez Ramírez



Translated by: Alaric Gutiérrez.

I built you up
From diaphanous drops
That clarify
The thin contour
Of the wind’s arms.

Those dancing
Upon my face,
Hold up and excuse
The rising of
Light stealth birds
On the horizon.

Sky wings bearing
Fragrant
Polyphonic aromas,
Diluting moist loams
In vetiver and bergamot,
Disseminated
Over your body’s
Drought.

I envision you
In my silent
Barren palms,
As drops upon my river;
Ecstatic the open sea
Conspires,
Flows against formed
Verbal tide,
In ivy language.

Warp naked
Fanciful voices,
Dawning deep
Inside my skin,
Cracking
Desire’s opacity. 

I built you up!
While it rains.

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