Y en los días de lenta lluvia / Guillermo Sucre

And on days of slow rain

And on days of slow rain we become patient like things. Notice the clarity of water and memory. The stones, the wall of the house grow closer. The sensitive grove of trees is there: its freshness touching us. Images behind a glass, we are the immobility of the world in a glance. And so we keep discovering, not solitude, but quietude. Like everything a hand draws or writes will sink and emerge from blankness. What’s dissipated by fate and also stripped. Meanwhile only the slow, ceremonious rain persists.




La vastedad (1988)




{ Guillermo Sucre, Conversación con la intemperie. Seis poetas venezolanos, selección y prólogo de Gustavo Guerrero, Barcelona, España: Galaxia Gutenberg/Círculo de Lectores, 2008 }