Estrela

Estrela, estrela
trella
...sstrella...
...

Treya.

Sí, es una estrella.
Muchas estrellas.
...

Estrellas, estrellas
estrelas, estrela
...
trella, treya.
trella.
treya.


A mis amados hijos

Sin título

Dije: "habla".
Y el dios habló.

Y por su boca volví a saber
del regreso de Odiseo a Ítaca.
Aún no entiendo la razón de esto.

Después regresaste tú.
Te llegaste a mí con un desnudo silencio.
Sin palabras me tomaste
al ritmo del crepitar del fuego.

Nuestro aliento nos abrigaba del frío.

some kind of mistaken poetry: something to believe in

Through th fire of anger
I found you
and there were love
for me to take

Through the emptiness of
one cold and dark winter
I found you
and there you were
just to be found

Through the darkness
of lonely nights
and desireless days
I found you
and
-it was meant to be-
you remained waiting for me
and awaiting me

Through my broken english
I wrote this -kind of-
mistaken poetry

and that was the best way
to fry a tortilla
in the new pan

Love u