Poezie

Barefoot 3

Poem by Gocho Bersolari Translation by Maria Eugenia Caseiro

1 min lectură·9 decembrie 2004

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Barefoot 3 [Translation by Maria Eugenia Caseiro]

Barefoot among the clouds

my sole feet go since the foam

to the sharp stones of the docks

passing by the glasses in tip

of the drains.

Daily I travel through

since the sky to the hell of the Dante

with these sole feet

hardened, tender

like a mixture of doves and snakes.

I walk barefoot by the sewers

and the rats bite

my cross arch

the parasites gather in my cushion

and the buzzards climb by my fingers

I shake them off

and I continue the pressing path of the street

when the sun hangs from a violet sky

when the lights are sip from above

and the moon bathes itself

to go barefoot by the grass.

Gocho Bersolari

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