El impío / José Antonio Ramos Sucre

The Impious One

     The abbot’s deer has taken refuge in the church, freeing itself from the sanguinary dogs. It hears, from its refuge, the scream of the hunter. It rests from danger under a veiled light, glimmer of infinity.

     The hunter intimidates the humble people, pointing them out to the frenetic pack. He laughs spectacularly at his gentleman’s caprice.

     He climbs the church steps, path of its portico, on a horse with firm steps. He calls the hounds, from the threshold, by means of an irreverent horn.

     The abbot, made indignant by the irruption of the sound, resists the profane man, scares away the feral pack.

     The horse sets off on a sudden race and disappears in a precipice, taking its rider with it.

     The hounds howl around a charred quagmire.

Las formas del fuego (1929)

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

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