viernes, 4 de julio de 2008

Some of my poems in english







Evening at the Beach
(Eastbourne, 16th April 2005)

From this distant beach,
I invoke once again
the presence of mystical words.

Eager to decipher
the song of a melancholic seagull
in this time that is running out for me.

Eager to engrave your name
in an old rock
before the sun hides.

I can still smell your perfume
in this wind
that comes from the south and gets lost
in the labyrinth of my senses.

Poseidon sleeps peacefully
while the poet takes pleasure in his realms.

And nevertheless,
the memory of you is wearing away
like the pebbles that the waves
of this shore beat against.

Seagull, tell me
if you are singing, shouting or crying.

A mosquito whispers to me
that it’s time for me to go,
now that the sun is sinking,
before the tide
erases your name
that I could only write in the sand.







Rescue

                                                   I want to rescue
the fragility with which you trembled
on the first kiss
and that sensation
gave you butterflies in your stomach.
Awaken the desire of the reunion.
to love again without words.

And the longing
with which you bit the pillow
when just for a moment your love went away.

I know I was not the first
I only know that I want to give you back the illusion
that the betrayal snatched from you.

Because I can see in your eyes
that there still remains in your heart
a place for love.

Translated by Jodie Upton

I want to give my deeper gratefulness to my friend Jodie Upton for her always unconditional support to my poetical and narrative work.




5 comentarios:

Zazie dijo...

Wonderful! Well-written... I think you're a really good poet!!!

Beautiful photos, too!

See you soon!^_^
Have a nice day!

Anónimo dijo...

An image is that which presents an intellectual and emotional complex in an instant of time.

Efraim Espino
Danmark

efraim espino dijo...

An image is that which presents an intellectual and emotional complex in an instant of time.

Efraim Espino
Danmark

Elisabet dijo...

Hi, Carlos,

My English is not so good as to let me judge properly this poems.But certainly "Evening in the Beach" is full of beauty and a kind of quiet melancholy, like a mournful song. It has "spleen"!

Elisabet

El despertador dijo...

Tenéis la versión original en español poemas más abajo "Tarde de playa" y "Rescate".
Gracias x vuestros comentarios