Mujer de cenizas envuelvo mi cuerpo con tus heridas
Mujer de papel descifro los signos que guarda tu piel
Mujer blanca de sal tu piel y mi lengua alumbran un mar
Mujer de esperanza tus palabras el viento que sostiene mis alas

Geography and history exercises

Woman of ashes, I wrap my body in your wounds
Woman of paper, I decipher the signs your skin holds
Salt-whitened woman, your skin and my tongue give birth to a sea
Woman of hope, your words are the wind that sustains my wings

Reboto contra las paredes de mi cuerpo abandonado en el rincón del sueño 

Llevo en las piernas cicatrices de todos los caminos que he trazado

Entre la maleza donde no había aún esperanza del fuego 

Estoy en una silla dura y no se aprecian los viajes con zapatos de muerte

Que periódicamente gasto en las piedras de luminosos desiertos 

Para comprobar que vuelvo extenuado como un buey sin herraduras

Desde fuera los jilgueros revocan los muros con trinos alegres

Los escasos viandantes mientras recorren los metros de fachada 

Admiran su reflejo dorado en mis ventanas envidiándome una luz que no es mía

The inside face

I bounce against the walls of my body abandoned in the corner of sleep.

My legs bear scars from all the paths I've traced 

Through the thicket where there was still no hope of fire.

I sit in a hard chair, and my journeys go unnoticed in death-worn shoes 

Which I periodically wear down on the stones of glittering deserts 

Only to find myself returning exhausted like an ox without horseshoes.

From outside, goldfinches sing joyful trills against the walls.

The few passersby, as they stroll along the facade 

Admire their golden reflection in my windows, envying me a light that is not mine.

Somos pingas de orballo 
cubrindo as follas de herba 
dun inmenso prado gris.

Ás veces brillamos 
co sol da mañá 
semellamos galaxias en miniatura 
outras podemos parecer duros 
coma o xeo cando o mundo se enfría 
ou incomodar a quen acaba 
cos pés mollados.

Case nada do que facemos 
ten mérito por nós mesmos 
só somos recipientes da beleza 
ou da dor que nos atravesa.

Finalmente estamos todos destinados 
a abandonar a herba 
só un número diminuto de nós 
terá dereito a unha foto 
que lembre ese resplandor 
esa luz que foi a nosa obra 
mentres o sol a atravesaba.

Our work

We are dewdrops 
covering the blades of grass 
in an immense gray meadow.

Sometimes we shine 
in the morning sun 
like miniature galaxies 
at other times we may seem hard 
as ice when the world gets cold 
or uncomfortable to those who end up 
with wet feet.

Almost nothing we do 
has merit in itself 
we are only containers of the beauty 
or the pain that passes through us. 

Eventually we are all destined 
to leave the grass 
only a tiny number of us 
will have the right to a photo 
to remember that glow 
that light that was our work 
while the sun shone through it.

Na hora de marchar 
colocóuseme unha carga 
no centro do peito

ha ser que de tantas inspiracións 
á beira das augas
para gardar comigo a esencia
acabei por inhalar o mar enteiro

agora está aquí dentro 
e unha poderosa lua chama por el 
coa forza primaria, ineludíbel dos astros

sometida ao capricho 
matemático das órbitas 
periódicamente sei
virá reclamar para si 
o que de contrabando me levo

Time to leave

When it was time to leave 
a burden was placed 
on the center of my chest 

It must be that from so many inspirations 
at the edge of the water 
to keep its essence with me 
I ended up inhaling the entire sea 

Now it is inside me
and a powerful moon calls for it 
with the primary, inescapable force of the stars 

subjected to the mathematical 
whims of the orbits 
I know that periodically 
she will come to claim 
what I have smuggled away

En los últimos tiempos, 
han sucedido innúmeros eventos de magnitud
muchos acontecimientos ineludibles 
han requerido atención minuciosa de los cinco sentidos 
hoy, sin embargo, me encuentro en el arenal
y el sol de primavera ha decidido dejar en la sombra 
casi todo el contenido de la superficie terrestre 
excepto el compendio de los días de soledad, 
que como granitos de arena han henchido 
la playa de mi deseo que ahora espera, 
músculos en alerta bajo la piel
erizada de viento y salitre, 
que el tuyo se acueste desnudo en ella
y le tatúe el más adecuado verbo 
de acción y sentimiento

Compendium of days

In recent times,
countless events of magnitude have taken place
many unavoidable occurrences
have required meticulous attention from all five senses
today, however, I find myself on the sand 
and the spring sun has decided to cast in shadow
almost all the contents of the earth's surface
except for the compendium of days of solitude 
which like grains of sand have swelled 
the beach of my desire that now awaits, 
muscles on alert beneath skin 
bristling with wind and salt spray,
for yours to lie naked upon it
and tattoo upon it the most fitting verb
of action and feeling

No medio dos labores da horta 
o zunido dunha hélice afastada
pronto materializouse sobre as viñas 
no frenético voo concentrado 
de milleiros de insectos
o desconcerto paralizou as máquinas
que deixaron patente co seu silêncio 
a chegada triunfal das abellas 

En voo circular arredor da señora
buscando a sombra 
fóronse devagar instalando 
baixo un poste da parra
até crear logo dunhas horas 
o uve da sua colectiva victoria 

O apicultor co dorso do índice da man dereita acariciou a materia fluida 
de corpos aleteando alternativamente, 
diagnosticou a hora de partida 
e levou consigo a negra sombra
así puidemos permitirlle á curiosidade 
un palco no que saciar a sede da infância
excitados os ollos de asistir ao nacemento


Gardening tasks

In the midst of the gardening tasks 
the buzz of a distant propeller 
soon materialized over the vines 
in the frantic concentrated flight 
of thousands of insects 
the bewilderment paralyzed the machines which made clear with their silence 
the triumphant arrival of the bees 

In a circular flight around the lady 
seeking shade, slowly settling under a vine post 
until after a few hours they created 
the v of their collective victory 

The beekeeper, with the back of his right index finger 
caressed the fluid matter 
of the alternately flapping bodies, 
diagnosed the time of departure, 
and took the black shadow with him  
thus allowing curiosity 
a platform in which to quench the thirst of childhood, 
eyes excited to share in the birth.

Vilanova de Arousa, 10/04/2026

Percorro a beira do río,
ao que voltaron os habitantes da infancia
malia a miseria agarrada como un carracho
as cousas melloraron
tanto que estou xa disposto a bañarme
nas augas transparentes 
e ignorando a temperatura 
ir disolvéndome progresivamente 
neste cristal verde
primeiro as pernas que moito me soportaron
logo o meu sexo que tanta atención requeriu
a continuación o peito do meu corazón idiota
e finalmente esta cabeza tan dura por veces
xa non son máis eu, agora el, o río, 
e máis eu somos unha soa cousa: 
pasarei o resto da eternidade 
retorcéndome nestes meandros
deixando o picapeixe penetrar o meu corpo
aberto á luz e á doce vida

Liquid plans

I walk along the riverbank,
to which the inhabitants of childhood have returned
despite the misery that grips like a tick
things have improved
so much that I am now ready to bathe
in the transparent waters
and ignoring the temperature
to gradually dissolve
into this green crystal
first my legs that have endured so much
then my sex that has required so much attention
then the chest of my idiot heart
and finally this head that was so hard sometimes
I am no longer me, now it, the river,
and I are one thing:
I will spend the rest of eternity
twirling in these meanders
letting the kingfish penetrate my body
open to the light and the sweet life

As bicicletas avanzaban esta mañá
coa liberdade da adolescencia
movíanse case sen esforzo
á beira do río que mostraba 
as intimidades do seu leito 
a través dun fermoso cristal verde

Pedaleando íansenos
almacenando nos ollos
as bendicións fluviais

Pola tarde, seguindo as augas
ancoramos os pés no areal
o sol sorprendeuse da pálida pel 
mentres rozaba o branco das ondas
que seguían arrolando o fogar
determinadas no aporte de sal

Meanwhile...

The bicycles advanced this morning
with the freedom of adolescence
they moved almost effortlessly
along the river that showed
the intimacies of its bed
through a beautiful green crystal

Pedaling we went
storing in our eyes
the fluvial blessings

In the afternoon, following the waters
we anchored our feet on the sand
the sun surprised the pale skin
while rubbeb the white of the waves
which kept lulling our home
determined in their contribution of salt

Buscando facer sitio no teléfono púxenme a borrar fotos e topei esta do ano pasado subindo a Snowdon (Yr Wyddfa), a montaña mais alta de Gales.

As montañas teñen moita poesía, camiñar por elas é unha inmersión a pulmón na beleza e unha fonte inesgotável de metáforas.

Publicada no meu instagram.

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Heading to the summit!

Looking to make room on my phone, I started deleting photos and came across this one from last year climbing Snowdon (Yr Wyddfa), the highest mountain in Wales.

Mountains are full of poetry; walking through them is a breath-deep immersion in beauty and an inexhaustible source of metaphors

Entre los hierros del gimnasio
me encontré con tus ojos negros
una serie, otra serie
y a la tercera me llevé tu piel negra
hasta las altas hierbas de mayo 
¡que corta primavera
para tanto territorio!

Tall grasses of May

Through the metal 
of the gym machines
I found your dark eyes
one set, another set
and on the third one
I took your dark skin
to the tall grasses of May
what a short spring
for so much territory!