I saw
a sprig of violets
they sprouted tears
I thought of Darío dying in his native Nicaragua
I thought of all the heirs of Cervantes
who were not laureates
nor loved ones
I wept for crazy Góngora
for Vallejo, sick
for old Gavidia
a sprig of violets
they sprouted tears
I thought of Darío dying in his native Nicaragua
I thought of all the heirs of Cervantes
who were not laureates
nor loved ones
I wept for crazy Góngora
for Vallejo, sick
for old Gavidia
Master
your prose
Your verse
soothe me
Nebuchadnezzar was not enduring
Carter's Pharisee will be less so
Roberto Armijo (1937 - 1997) El Salvador
Translated by Bruce Levitan (using DeepL translate)
Source: Poetas Poemas
Translated by Bruce Levitan (using DeepL translate)
Source: Poetas Poemas
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