Hai uns tractores pequenos
arrastran cubas co tratamento
para as miles de viñas da comarca

a terra é poema de fartura
entre as mans escuras de sol

na estrada de entrada ao concelllo
bandeiras de solidariedade con Palestina

un cartel municipal cargado de razón 
avisa da oposición á guerra e á tortura

mentres a dous quilómetros do benintencionado aviso 
impunemente, coa connivencia dun goberno 
necio, cínico e mesquiño
nesta terra fértil, agradecida
os vellos, en silencio, indefensos
morrían atados ás suas camas

durante a pandemia

o pobo só sabe chorar 
o que as pantallas ordenan


Town of the vineyards and the orderly rejection

There are some small tractors
dragging sprayers with the treatment
for the thousands of vineyards in the region

the land is a poem of plenty
between sun-darkened hands

on the entrance road to the town
flags of solidarity with Palestine
a municipal poster loaded with reason
warns of official opposition to war and torture
while two kilometers from the well-intentioned notice
with impunity and the connivance of a government
stupid, cynical and petty
in this fertile, grateful land
older people, in silence, defenseless
died tied to their beds

during the pandemic

people only know how to cry
what the screens order

Per tutti coloro che soffrono, anche per te, amica mia.

Co primeiro orballo da mañá
sorprendo a dor axexando 
como un raposo á porta do galiñeiro 
inocente marabíllome do seu peso específico
como sabe o camiño de memoria!
tan torpe eu na tentativa de esquivalo
ante a imposibilidade de evitalo
aloumiño a idea de imitar a Mendeléiev
compilando a táboa periódica dos sufrimentos
para sacalos da indefinición na que moran
establecendo así as magnitudes do grupo 
que teña xa asociada a liberación do sal

Compilation

With the first dew of the morning
I catch by surprise the pain lurking
like a fox at the door of the henhouse
innocently I marvel at its specific weight
how it knows its way by heart!
so clumsy I am in the attempt to dodge it
faced with the impossibility of avoiding it
I come up with the idea of imitating Mendeleev
compiling the periodic table of forms of suffering
to draw them out of the indefiniteness in which they live
thus establishing the magnitudes of the group
that already has the liberation of salt associated

A superficie é todo 
este extenso garabateo 
disposto en configuración tridimensional
que crea unha ilusión 
capaz de enganar o ollo:
percibe volume en só duas dimensións 
A profundidade 
como un planeta remoto
únicamente é visíbel 
nun punto da sua inmensa órbita

Trompe-l’œil

The surface is all 
this extensive scribbling 
arranged in a three-dimensional configuration that creates an illusion 
capable of deceiving the eye: 
it perceives volume in only two dimensions. Depth 
like a remote planet 
is only visible 
at one point in its immense orbit

Esta semana que se agota 
inminentemente
deixou a imaxe dos prados ingleses 
asolagados nunha marea branca
da que as árbores sacaban medio corpo 
para beber da tenra luz matinal

tamén despóis de tantos anos
atopei o fío que te amarra
e tira constantemente de ti
nas primeiras páxinas dunha novela

e para rematar o compendio de eventos 
a lectura e o sol conxuntáronse
para depositar con delicadeza 
un pouso do cobizado desexo
tan propio da florida estación

Weekly roundup

This week that is
imminently running out
left the image of English meadows
flooded in a white tide
from which the trees took half their bodies
to drink from the tender morning light

also after so many years
I found the thread that ties you
and constantly pulls you
in the first pages of a novel

and to finish the compendium of events
reading and the sun came together
to gently deposit a lingering trace 
of longed-for desire
so typical of the flowery season

Con esforzo consigo cada día  
manter o equilibrio 
entre o que desexo
e o que podo tolerar
teño a comida que preciso
un teito onde medrar
ao quente, enxoito
pecho os ollos para escoitar
a respiración do mar
e o meu corpo 
como un arbusto 
á conquista da duna 
encontra a paz 
así, co sol e o vento
a miña pel aliméntase 
como a planta polas follas
e como ela tamén inclino
tantas veces a cabeza
ao chan 
tantas veces que me afixen
a aguantar a ausencia
do que non necesito
e a presión do baleiro
do peito cobizante
tralos movementos
no faiado 
dos anxos non binarios
o meu territorio se cobre
de plumón branco 
trato de imitalos
sen importar a derrota
os meus dedos acarician
conscientes, cautos
coidadosos, a fronteira
doutros corpos
ou da sombra que deixaran
son tantas vidas!
tantos decorados!
aínda que podo separar
o tramo da sustancia sólida
do da espiritual
e ordenar cada evento
cada decepción ben atada
estibada no seu alboio
golpe tras golpe aprendo 
que o único importante
é aprender
e así dispoño 
o seguinte paso,
quizais materia
quizais espírito,
no que me agarda
o temido 
por descoñecido
pacientemente esperando
a ser descuberto

I’m rich

With effort I manage every day to maintain the balance between what I desire and what I can tolerate. I have the food I need, a roof to grow in, warm and dry, I close my eyes to listen to the breath of the sea, and my body, like a bush conquering the dune, finds peace. Thus, with the sun and the wind, my skin is nourished like a plant by its leaves, and like it, I bow my head to the ground so many times that I get used to enduring the absence of what I don't need and the pressure of the emptiness of my coveting chest. After the movements in the attic of the non-binary angels, my territory is covered with white down. I try to imitate them, regardless of defeat. My fingers caress, conscious, cautious, and careful, the border of other bodies or the shadow they left. There are so many lives! So many sceneries!  Although I can separate the solid substance from the spiritual and order each event, each disappointment well tied up and stowed in its barn, blow after blow I learn that the only important thing is to learn, and so I arrange the next step, perhaps matter, perhaps spirit, in which the dreaded unknown awaits me, patiently waiting to be discovered.

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