Friday, February 08, 2013

Faved!: Weary Rings by Cesar Vallejo

Happy Friday everybody! I'd like to share with you this poem that made me (I confess) scrambling for the online dictionary a couple of times. I didn't know the meaning of isthmused, deicidal and lugubrious  but I do now :D 

There are always new words to learn, new syllables to breathe meaning into and new poems to fall head over heels with :) Enjoy.


translated by Clayton Eshleman

     There are desires to return, to love, to not disappear, 
and there are desires to die, fought by two 
opposing waters that have never isthmused.
 
     There are desires for a great kiss that would shroud Life,
one that ends in the Africa of a fiery agony, 
a suicide! 

     There are desires to. . .have no desires, Lord; 
I point my deicidal finger at you: 
there are desires to not have had a heart. 

     Spring returns, returns and will depart. And God, 
bent in time, repeats himself, and passes, passes 
with the spinal column of the Universe on his back. 

     When my temples beat their lugubrious drum, 
when the dream engraved on a dagger aches me, 
there are desires to be left standing in this verse!


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