Saturday, July 08, 2006

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)

1 Comments:

Blogger Jenni said...

I really like this one.

5:45 PM  

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