Remember me so I don’t get lost
Don’t get impatient in the brightness
Leave me on the shore
the thing nailed
Enlighten me with what brings you down
Lay me out over myself
only over myself
Place yourself as abyss
Abandon me
Let me go
{ Luis Alberto Crespo, Resolana, Caracas: Monte Ávila Editores, 1980 }
Showing posts with label Resolana. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Resolana. Show all posts
10.25.2010
Cuídame la desolación / Luis Alberto Crespo
Take care of my desolation
That I might listen to the family again
in the wire
And what’s my name
when I’m in black
and try to calm a rabbit’s heart
In the drizzle
wet
with that sad gold on my clothes
{ Luis Alberto Crespo, Resolana, Caracas: Monte Ávila Editores, 1980 }
That I might listen to the family again
in the wire
And what’s my name
when I’m in black
and try to calm a rabbit’s heart
In the drizzle
wet
with that sad gold on my clothes
{ Luis Alberto Crespo, Resolana, Caracas: Monte Ávila Editores, 1980 }
10.24.2010
Maltrecho / Luis Alberto Crespo
Battered
by what I desire
What I would see was ending
in the mountain range
Still facing the extended
would remove the cross
The heat making me distant
the last one
I would wake up
with things on me
Horrible
with midday inside
{ Luis Alberto Crespo, Resolana, Caracas: Monte Ávila Editores, 1980 }
by what I desire
What I would see was ending
in the mountain range
Still facing the extended
would remove the cross
The heat making me distant
the last one
I would wake up
with things on me
Horrible
with midday inside
{ Luis Alberto Crespo, Resolana, Caracas: Monte Ávila Editores, 1980 }
10.23.2010
Lo que creías fijo / Luis Alberto Crespo
What you thought was fixed
in your eyes doesn’t return
Hours and hours of clouds
Death
was drifting watching them
on the street
Time passes continues
over you who are blind
without knowing it
{ Luis Alberto Crespo, Resolana, Caracas: Monte Ávila Editores, 1980 }
in your eyes doesn’t return
Hours and hours of clouds
Death
was drifting watching them
on the street
Time passes continues
over you who are blind
without knowing it
{ Luis Alberto Crespo, Resolana, Caracas: Monte Ávila Editores, 1980 }
10.22.2010
Entro / Luis Alberto Crespo
I enter
through the narrowest door
I speak to you
like that confinement
In the portrait that we are
in the middle of the hall
Where thorns
already ached from before
I know our headless names
I look for you with my finger
in the patio
And feel that eternity
{ Luis Alberto Crespo, Resolana, Caracas: Monte Ávila Editores, 1980 }
through the narrowest door
I speak to you
like that confinement
In the portrait that we are
in the middle of the hall
Where thorns
already ached from before
I know our headless names
I look for you with my finger
in the patio
And feel that eternity
{ Luis Alberto Crespo, Resolana, Caracas: Monte Ávila Editores, 1980 }
10.21.2010
Adelgazo de ir lejos / Luis Alberto Crespo
I grow thin from going far
Saying gone words
With no shadow to hear you
Beating the gate with the crown
Tilting my whole body in disgrace
{ Luis Alberto Crespo, Resolana, Caracas: Monte Ávila Editores, 1980 }
Saying gone words
With no shadow to hear you
Beating the gate with the crown
Tilting my whole body in disgrace
{ Luis Alberto Crespo, Resolana, Caracas: Monte Ávila Editores, 1980 }
10.20.2010
La pared enseñaba su hendidura / Luis Alberto Crespo
The wall was showing its crack
in us
Where we were
no more water what to say
That white mouth
when we spoke of horses
Leaning on nothing
like in portraits
{ Luis Alberto Crespo, Resolana, Caracas: Monte Ávila Editores, 1980 }
in us
Where we were
no more water what to say
That white mouth
when we spoke of horses
Leaning on nothing
like in portraits
{ Luis Alberto Crespo, Resolana, Caracas: Monte Ávila Editores, 1980 }
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