Encontro co Mar (gl – en)

Afeito a correr como forma de vida
correndo cheguei ao mar 
cargado dos meus máis pesados poemas,
tinta de chumbo sobre triste folla de lata

absorto no movemento como fin 
non me preparei para o golpe no olfacto
o mar tiroume a roupa, cun par de ondas 
reciclou en escuma o meu cargamento

nada que eu poida aportar de brillante
mellor cás brillantes marcas do caracol
en poucos segundos, a miña filosofía 
foi sal dunha poza seca

só me quedaron unhas inmensas ganas 
de nadar mar afora, reunirme con el a soas
volver centrarme na esquencida epiderme

Encounter with the Sea

Accustomed to running as a way of life
running I reached the sea
laden with my heaviest poems,
lead ink on sad tinplate

absorbed in movement as an end
I wasn’t prepared for the blow to my smell
the sea threw my clothes away, with a couple of waves
recycled my cargo into foam

nothing I can contribute that is brilliant
better than the snail’s brilliant marks
in a few seconds, my philosophy
was salt from a dry tidepool

all I was left with was an immense desire
to swim out to sea, to meet it alone
to refocus on the forgotten epidermis

Ceos de Degas (gl – en)

Enteiro o ceo é unha saba - um lençol - 
pintado nas cores pasionais de Degas 
vermelho da lava do vulcão 
pola ladeira do cal escorrega a miña alma
o pulso escapa dos cuartos de inverno
ás carreiras entre as pólas baixas do monte
entre arbustos os nosos corpos, 
acariñados polos tons cálidos
dunha luz coidadosamente pousada
na pel escura dos xemidos,
aproveitan a arte fulgurante, efímera
para cubrir de oracións 
o derradeiro capricho 
que nos tiña reservado o día

Degas's Skies

The whole sky is a sheet - a bed of roses - 
painted in the passionate colors of Degas 
red of the lava of the volcano 
down the slope of which my soul slips
the pulse escapes from the winter quarters
to race among the low branches of the woods
among the bushes our bodies, 
caressed by the warm tones
of a light carefully placed
on the dark skin of our moans,
take advantage of the dazzling, ephemeral art
to cover with prayers
the last whim
that the day had in store for us

Fantasía (gl – en)

O ceo é hoxe unha fantasía 
dan ganas de comprarlle un billete á alma
e mandala a eses campos de entresoño
para que enrede gozosa entre as nubes
mentres aquí a rentes do chan 
irritables agardan polo seu retorno
os pes enzoufados nesta mesta lama  
na que amasamos a nosa vaixela

Fantasy

The sky is a fantasy today
I feel like buying a ticket for my soul
and sending it to those fields of dream
so that it can joyfully entangle itself among the clouds
while here close to the ground
irritably await its return
their feet buried in this thick mud
in which we knead our dishes

Civilizacións (gl – en)

…entón matabamos animais coas nosas propias mans
o sangue escorregaba entre os dedos 
o olor das tripas fumegantes
formaba parte da paisaxe daquelas vidas
con cada morte nacía unha alegría primaria de bandullo cheo…

un mundo xa desaparecido onde se hai algo do que estou totalmente certo 
é da falta absoluta de crueldade que rodeaba aquela liturxia

Civilizations

...back then we killed animals with our own hands
blood ran between our fingers
the smell of steaming entrails
was part of the landscape of those lives
each death brought the primal joy of a full belly...

a world now gone where, if there is one thing I know for certain,
it is the absolute absence of cruelty that surrounded that liturgy

O inútil labor da rega (gl – en)

Quizais me rendín moi pronto 
poida que houbera bastado 
convertir en rotina o tedioso 
labor diario da rega 
que tería traido unha profusión 
de rosas e caraveis

Quen podería telo sabido? 
Daquela só aparentaba un derroche 
inútil de auga e esforzo 
nunha terra estéril 
ou así considerada 
naquela altura

The useless task of watering

Perhaps I gave up too soon
perhaps it would have been enough
to turn into a routine the tedious
daily work of watering
which would have brought a profusion
of roses and carnations

Who could have known?
At the time it only seemed a useless
waste of water and effort
on a barren land
or so considered
at that time

Paraíso estival (gl – en)

aberta á luz, ela,
saudábel ton escuro na pel,
exhuberante lectora,
aberta á inmensidade axardinada
na sua man dereita concentra o sol  
toda a sua enerxía 
asóciome de ventura coa luz 
estimando o número 
de follas da oliveira 
que bordea o xardín

penetro o perímetro,
arriscan os dedos unha cifra par
e aí estou eu no hábitat 
de círculos concéntricos
competindo coa suave lingua 
tornada de desertos, 
ávida do excitante sal
entregues á celebración da sublime
natureza animal
envexa dos astros
presos eles das suas órbitas

Summer Paradise

open to the light, she,
healthy dark skin tone,
exuberant reader,
open to the vastness of the garden,
in her right hand she concentrates the sun   
all its energy 
I happily associate myself with the light 
estimating the number 
of leaves on the olive tree 
that borders the garden

I penetrate the perimeter,
my fingers risk an even number
and there I am in the habitat 
of concentric circles
competing with the soft tongue 
turned from deserts, 
hungry for the exciting salt,
dedicated to the celebration of sublime
animal nature
envy of the stars
trapped in their orbits

El agudo filo de la pasión (es – en)

Breve curva de la cadera
Corto resplandor de los pechos 
Inmensa tracción del deseo

Te creo conocer desde siempre 
Agarrada al borde de mis noches

Intensa danza en círculos
Constituido el roce de las alas
Cegamos a la pasión el agudo filo 

Hasta en el sueño me duermo 
Sobre hojas de laurel y menta

Aún a mi lado su cuerpo
Aunque ya iniciando el exilio

Se aleja ya, de nuevo yo
Tan solo un anhelo insaciable

The sharp edge of passion

Gentel curve of the hip
Fleeting glow of the breasts
Immense pull of desire

I feel I have known you forever
Clinging to the edge of my nights

Intense dance in circles
Once the brush of wings is formed
We blunt the sharp edge of passion

Even in sleep, I drift off
Upon leaves of laurel and mint

Her body still beside me
Though already beginning its exile

She drifts away, and I, once more
Am nothing but an insatiable longing

Avaliación (gl – en)

O blog estivo xirando sobre si mesmo 
moito tempo dando voltas polo aire 
pesadamente 

finalmente parece que si, logrou estabilizarse 
pousar as liñas secas no fondo dun labirinto
onde a audiencia chega con dificultade

a non ser que o fondo este sexa a tumba 
e dende o interior a confundo co camarote 
dun navío en misión exploratoria

Assessment

The blog has been spinning on itself 
for a long time, whirling heavily 
through the air


finally it seems it does has managed to stabilize 
landing the dry lines at the bottom of a maze
where the audience hardly reaches

unless the bottom is the grave
and from its inside I take it for the cabin 
of a ship on an exploratory mission

Preliminares (gl – en)

Cando as fiestras de poñente  
fan estourar a sustancia laranxa 
a casa vóltase un frasco de colonia
e de súpeto todo é de novo posible
mesmo vestirse con pétalos de rosa 
ou adornar a moqueta de xemidos

Preliminaries

When the west windows burst with orange substance, the house becomes a bottle of cologne, and suddenly everything is possible again, even dressing in rose petals or decorating the carpet with moans.

Grallas (gl – en)

Corre unha brisa fresca 
sobre as moas gastadas 
de mastigar tendóns, cartilaxes, ósos

Son innecesarias as tumbas 
os velorios ou cadaleitos

Non apodrecen os cadaveres 
no val da concordia 
corre un airiño limpo 
sobre a pel dos vivos 

mentres afora as grallas 
van troceando cos seus chíos 
o máis tenro da mañá

Jackdaws

A fresh breeze blows 
over molars worn out 
from chewing tendons, cartilage, bones

Tombs, wakes or coffins are unnecessary

The corpses do not rot 
in the valley of concord 
a clean breeze blows 
over the skin of the living 

while outside the jackdaws are chunking 
the most tender of the morning 
with their chirps