JOURNEY
Tonight I look at the moon
white and enormous.
It`s the same as last night
the same as tomorrow.
But it`s foreign, because never
was it so huge and so pale.
I tremble like
lights tremble on water.
I tremble like
tears tremble in my eyes.
I tremble like
the soul trembles in the body.
Oh the moon has opened
two silver lips
Oh how the moon has spoken to me
these three ancient words:
"Death, love, and myster..."
Oh my flesh is nearing its end.
Above the dead flesh
my soul becomes confused.
My soul - a nocturnal cat -
rises up over the moon.
It travels through the enormous sky
crouched low and sad.
It travels through the enormous sky
up over the white moon.
--Alfonsina Storni (1892-1938) Translated from the Spanish by Jim Normington
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