The Moon

for Maria Kodama

There is such loneliness in that gold.

The moon of the nights is not the moon

Whom the first Adam saw. The long centuries

Of human vigil have filled her

With ancient lament. Look at her. She is your mirror.

(1976)

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Hay tanta soledad en ese oro.

La luna de las noches no es la luna

Que vio el primer Adan. ls largos siglos

De la vigilia humana la han colmado

De antiguo llanto. Mirala. Es tu espejo.

(1976)