interface humano máquina (gl – en)

o humano xa non
estaba máis só
aínda que
a dor
foi

anque a dor era
todavía alí
a medida
do seu
gris

do gris do seu berro
a agonía pon
nas entranas
peso de
chumbo
nó

nas vísceras o nó
o nó na gorxa
que aperta dobra
só bisagra
lamento
fel

do berro inservible
ao humano só
mudo amigo
do inerte
cristal
frío

the human was 
no longer alone 
even though 
the pain 
was

though the pain 
was still there 
to the extent 
of his 
gray

from the gray of his cry 
the agony puts 
in his bowels
lead weight
knot

in the entrails the knot 
the knot in the throat 
tightens bends 
only hinge lament
bile

of the useless scream 
for the human just
silent friend of inert 
and cold 
screen

7 comentarios sobre “interface humano máquina (gl – en)”

1. There seems to be a lot of sadness in this poem. Am I right?

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   1. These last days I write more sad poems than usual, it’s a period I’m living, I need to accept this sadness, till it will be healed.
      Thank you for asking

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      1. I hope you will feel happier soon. Take care, Abel.

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      2. Thank you, Olivia, you are very kind

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      3. Yoy are most welcome, Abel.. I think kindness is a simple human necessity nowadays. What do you think?

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      4. For me, kindness is the healing ointment of humanity. Sometimes, just a smile in a bad day make things change

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      5. True, a smile or a kind word make a big change.

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