Gap / Brecha (Isabel Guevara)

GAP

To Rafael León,
(it is March the first, again)

- from satiation to oblivion,
half a moon is the distance -



While the sun is dying,
accused of courageousness,
you dissect a poem

dressed in shadows, only
from that learning of miseries
little by little, you forget it

In the cold, cloudy eve
ashes is what remains from your hope
only the babbling nonsense remains.



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BRECHA

A Rafael León,
(marzo primero, otra vez)

- del hartazgo al olvido,
media luna es la distancia -


a la hora del sol muriente
acusado de valentía
silabeas un poema

vestido de sombras, solo
por ese aprender desdichas
poco a poco, lo olvidas

en la vigilia nublada . . . . . . . fría
queda tu esperanza en queda
queda balbuceante el sinsentido


Isabel Guevara.