Ventana / Ludovico Silva

Window

The fence of the mind
peers into your eyes,
sings inside you
like a steel chorus.

Solitude and time
have brought you to this window
facing a sky of lead
carved by disgrace.

Behind the fence, a garden
of mineral roses
is a town of hard white demons
like this marble I write on.

Woman with naive eyes, martyred,
violent and lost
in the fog of time.

5-28-79




{ Ludovico Silva, Piedras y campanas, Caracas/Bogotá: Editorial Rayuela/Editorial Pluma, 1979 }