Thursday, 14 May 2015

Voices are heard - Rafael Felipe Oteriño

Like rolling rings,
or drops of honey, or mirrors,
or teeth unearthed
by raging water
they've begun to rise.

I open my mouth and there they are:
they float on foam
and lay themselves down in the sea,
they're loyal to the deepest reason
that bathes them.

They've learned
all the tricks
and I am unable to kill them.
They come crawling up my legs
like the rampant vines of nature.

Rafael Felipe Oteriño (born 1945) Argentina
Translated by Lisa Rose Bradford

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