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Month: June 2018

Posted on June 30, 2018May 10, 2020 by Beto Riginale

Pablo Neruda: The Potter

Your body has
a completeness, a softness
meant for me { … }…

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Posted on June 25, 2018May 10, 2020 by Beto Riginale

Pablo Neruda – Don’t Leave Me

Don't leave me, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long
and I,  I’ll be waiting for you, like at the station
when the trains are parked somewhere else { … }…

Posted on June 15, 2018May 10, 2020 by Beto Riginale

Pablo Neruda – Sonnet XVII

I love you, not as if you were a crystal rose or topaz,
or carnations darting from the fire:
I love you as some veiled things are loved,
secretly, in the shadows of the soul. { … }…

Posted on June 10, 2018May 10, 2020 by Beto Riginale

Pablo Neruda – Sonnet LXVI

I do not love you yet because I do love you I waver between loving and not loving you, Between waiting and not waiting for you. My heart swings between hot and cold. { … }…

Posted on June 20, 2018May 10, 2020 by Beto Riginale

Ingeborg Bachman: In the Storm of Roses

In the storm of roses,
no matter where we turn,
night illumined by thorns, { … }…

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Posted on June 15, 2018May 10, 2020 by Beto Riginale

Ingeborg Bachmann: Every Day

War no longer declared,
only continued. The extraordinary
becomes the everyday. { … }…

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Posted on June 23, 2018December 25, 2020 by Beto Riginale

Howl of Despair

iron gate swinging shut
slowly
'til but a crevice remains [2018, 2019]{ … }…

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Posted on June 15, 2018May 10, 2020 by Beto Riginale

The Blind Man

The blind man
walks slowly to the voting polls
reaches for a lever
and pulls it. { … }…

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Posted on June 1, 2018May 10, 2020 by Beto Riginale

Non so piú cosa fare

Non so piú cosa fare
I don’t know what to do
War after war,
all in the name of peace.{ … }…

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