Close friend of dreams, Ulysses,
Returned to his fog-bound destiny,
A homecoming from foreign countries,
Back to his own. A salty memory.
Showing posts with label Guatemala. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Guatemala. Show all posts
Tuesday, 12 August 2025
Ulysses - Miguel Ángel Asturias
Monday, 5 December 2022
Jaguar - Humberto Ak'abal
Sometimes I’m a jaguar
running through ravines,
leaping boulders,
climbing mountains.
Wednesday, 29 June 2022
Nose - Alaíde Foppa
It's practically
an appendage
to the face's
serene geometry,
Wednesday, 26 September 2018
Nan Pix Pix - Rigoberta González Sul
A piece of land
with trees, mountains and a
beautiful cistern of water
with trees, mountains and a
beautiful cistern of water
Tuesday, 21 August 2018
Movingroot of the Flower of the Air - Miguel Ángel Asturias
Movingroot of the Flower of the Air,
what do the Hunters dream?
what do the Hunters dream?
Friday, 25 November 2016
A Day - Alaíde Foppa
This cloudy sky
with its hidden storm
and foreshadowed rain
is weighing on me;
with its hidden storm
and foreshadowed rain
is weighing on me;
Tuesday, 19 July 2016
Caudal (The Fortune) - Miguel Ángel Asturias
To give is to love,
To give prodigiously:
For every drop of water
To return a torrent.
To give prodigiously:
For every drop of water
To return a torrent.
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.
when the moon
—Grandmother of the villages—
comes out with her lime-white candle
to light up the silence.
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