Moods by Mario Benedetti from "Poemas de Otros" (1974).
Translated by Yago Cura
Moods
by Mario Benedetti
Sometimes I feel
like a poor hill
and other times
like a mountain
of repeating peaks
sometimes I feel
like a cliff
and other times a sky
blue but far
sometimes one is
a geyser between rocks
and other times a tree
with its last leaves
but today I barely feel
like an insomniac lagoon
like a pier bereft of boats
a green lagoon
immobile and patient
happy with its algae
its moss and its fish
serene in my confidences
confident that one afternoon
you will come closer and look at yourself
and see yourself in your looking at me.
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A Spanglish blog dedicated to the works, ruminations, and mongrel pyrotechnics of Yago S. Cura, an Argentine-American poet, translator, publisher & futbol cretin. Yago publishes Hinchas de Poesia, an online literary journal, & is the sole proprietor of Hinchas Press.
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