Venice masks

Friday 26 July 2013

the grandmother - Humberto Ak'abal

The night begins,
when the moon
—Grandmother of the villages—
comes out with her lime-white candle
to light up the silence.

The darkness
hides in the canyons,
the small birds
roll up their songs
and the trees
lie on their own shadows.

The grandmother
who hasn’t slept for centuries
sinks
into the eyes of the night.

Humberto Ak'abal (born 1952 - 2019) Guatemala
Translated by Miguel Rivera and Robert Bly
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