Reading poems this day, Idea book (beautiful name by the way); poem is "In the most implacable of the night," Poetry Prize winner José Lezama Lima, Casa de las Americas, 2005. I found it by chance looking for a biography of Juan Carlos Onetti of whom more than you want, I can not separate them. Because I feel her breath on the beautiful poems of the poet who was able to be with life, blood and all the grandeur of the poetic word.
there are four.
Leaning back in your chair
supported the coffee table
your room
lying on a bed
yours or someone
you wish to delete, I am thinking of you
not
seekers with you what I want.
I'm thinking of you and minutes ago
maybe half
not know.
When the light is over
know which are the nine
stretch out the blanket I put on the black suit
and I spend the comb.
'll go to dinner is clear.
But at some point I
again this quarter
'll throw me in bed and then you remember what
say my desire to see
I look
your presence of man I need in life is
will
as now you get in the afternoon
already
night thing I care in the world.
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