Del mismo lugar / Antonio Trujillo

From the Same Place


Some plants
survive

and you descend

in these irises
calm of the sun

tall spike

you dawn wounded
on stars of grass

below your valleys
plot the fire.










I don’t know the weight
or the mystery

of these places

I barely glimpse
a light

toward the valleys










FISH

It is water light

the shade
from the bamboo

measures the humidity
of the greeting

flowering the river
sinks its return.




{ Antonio Trujillo, De cuando vivían los pájaros y otros poemas, Los Teques, Venezuela: Ateneo de Los Teques, 1994 }