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Saturday, December 19, 2015

Cuenta atrás 9: Ida Vitale



Countdown 9: "Mariposa, poem" (Butterfly, Poem) by Ida Vitale.



Mariposa, poema

En el aire estaba
impreciso, tenue, el poema.
Imprecisa también
llegó la mariposa nocturna,
ni hermosa ni agorera,
a perderse entre biombos de papeles.
La deshilada, débil cinta de palabras
se disipó con ella.
¿Volverán ambas?
Quizás, en un momento de la noche,
cuando ya no quiera escribir
algo más agorero acaso
que esa escondida mariposa
que evita la luz,
                                 como las Dichas.




 
Butterfly, Poem

It was in the air
vague, tenuous, the poem.
Vague as well
the butterfly arrived at night,
neither beautiful nor ominous,
to lose herself among paper screens.
The frayed, thin ribbon of words
vanished with her.    
Will they both return?
Perhaps, at some moment in the night,
when I no longer wish to write
something a bit more prophetic
than that ethereal butterfly  
who avoids the light,
                                              like Happiness.   


(Translated by Catherine Chandler)

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