The Birds of the Visionary Girl
I have seen the withdrawn maiden, subject to grief, beset with memories. She tends toward whim and fantasy. She neglects now and then the seductive rumor of a creek, pilgrim from an invisible height through a sunken riverbed. Precipices of naked rock make up its parallel margins, of brief interval, denying light to the dejected torrent. The damsel admires the suspended flight of the same taciturn birds over this part of the wasteland, and wants to know where they pose to recover their wings’ vigor. But the wild birds of the abyss always escape her attention and flee to dissipate in the immensity.
La torre de Timón (1925)
{ José Antonio Ramos Sucre, Obra completa, Caracas: Biblioteca Ayacucho, 1989 }
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