#roque dalton

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roque dalton, "como tú," tr. jack hirschman

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Roque Dalton

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أنا لست شاعراً

أنا جرحٌ .. يتحدث

I am not a poet;

I am a wound … that speaks

دالتون

[evenasmallcough]

Like You by Roque Dalton (translated by Jack Hirschman)

Like you I love love, life the sweet smell of things, the sky-blue landscape of January days.

And my blood boils up and I laugh through eyes that have known the buds of tears.

I believe the world is beautiful and that poetry, like bread, is for everyone.

And that my veins don't end in me but in the unanimous blood of those who struggle for life, love, little things, landscape and bread, the poetry of everyone.

[ends-2-beginnings]

#my-photo - November 3, 2020 at 11:20 am. Orchids

Like You

Roque Dalton, 1935 - 1975 (translated by Jack Hirschman

Like you I

love love, life, the sweet smell of

things, the sky-blue landscape of

January days.

And my blood boils up and I laugh

through eyes

that have known the buds of tears.

I believe the world is beautiful

and that poetry, like bread, is

foreveryone.

And that my veins don't end in me

but in the unanimous blood of those

who struggle for life, love, little

things, landscape and bread, the

poetry of everyone.

source

[el-jujeniodeletras]

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Roque Dalton | El Salvador (1935-1975) | Como tú

[archivo-poetico]

Hace frío sin ti. Cuando yo muera, cuando yo muera dirán con buenas intenciones que no supe llorar. Ahora llueve de nuevo. Nunca ha sido tan tarde a las siete menos cuarto como hoy. -Roque Dalton