Diva / José Antonio Ramos Sucre

Diva

The graceful lady reads, between smiles, the two pages of my invention.
     She hopes to find a dissembling thought, overlooked between the lines.
     She leaves proof of receipt, full of cumbersome light.
     She passes into the hall with elegant bearing, murmuring a remote song. The shade persists with the sparkle of the mirrors and the crystal trinkets.
     She hides once more in the serene and warm enclosure. She loathes the flourish of the salons and the scrubbed gallantry.
     She ennobles the conversation and debate with ideas invented in retreat, or suggested by an outstanding author, son of an active nation.
     She watches from a socle, keeping sculptural repose, the succession of the days.
     The graceful lady, of fatigued soul, rests in the dark of the pleasant room. She follows the figures and species of her volatile imagination, and clings to the vision of her finished life, reabsorbed in the chaotic shade.




La torre de Timón (1925)




{ José Antonio Ramos Sucre, Obra completa, Caracas: Biblioteca Ayacucho, 1989 }