Presagios / Ramón Palomares

Premonitions

                                                                  To Juan Sánchez Peláez

He saw a noose, it hung in his house.
There was a corpse outside
It was a fine and cruel noose
coming out the corpse’s mouth.

He saw a town, he heard screams,
they were coming to kill him
he was carrying a musket, sweating

Then he saw some cows grazing
and a clear and shining valley
and wars

He looked somewhere else
Isabel was in her hammock, swinging,
and beside her birds and enormous glowing leaves
That’s where the sea began to grow

Then Francisco started to lose himself
lose himself




Santiago de León de Caracas (1967)




{ Ramón Palomares, Antología poética, Caracas: Monte Ávila Editores, 2004 }