Seis de agosto,
ao cruzar as vías
encontrei moras
xusto antes
sufrira un pequeno baleiro
ao non atopar as flores de cardo
do pasado abril
collín unhas cantas
sete, oito
e tres espiñas pequenas
que fun sacando
mentres apuraba
cara á estación
as bagas aínda tiñan
o verde xusto
da infancia
subín ao tren
trinta segundos
antes da partida
Sixth of August
crossing the railway tracks
I found blackberries
just before that
I had felt a small emptiness
when I could not find
the thistle flowers
from last April
I picked a few
seven, eight
and three tiny thorns
which I pulled out one by one
as I hurried
towards the station
the berries were still
just unripe enough
to belong to childhood
I boarded the train
thirty seconds
before departure
abel abilheira 