The house is inhabited by a fair skinned woman
The woman is inhabited by the wind
Heart and lips of wind
Campground of the clouds
The river of music enters my heart
If I say where—it answers wind
If I say how?—it answers where?
Hum of irascible insects with all its barbarian jewels!
Three blackbirds
Pass through the blaze and reappear unharmed
Face to face—speaking
The moment doesn’t rise from my feet
Doesn’t burst into a silent black explosion
The girl of the tale (an intrepid sailboat—the world—a double blossom)
Opens
I flowed the same. I leap from one story to another
On a suspension bridge of infinite syllables
It grows light, winged spark …
The house is inhabited by a fair skinned woman The woman is inhabited by the wind Heart and lips of wind Campground of the clouds The river of music enters my heart If I say where—it answers wind If I say how?—it answers where? Hum of irascible insects with all its barbarian jewels! Three blackbirds Pass through the blaze and reappear unharmed Face to face—speaking The moment doesn’t rise from my feet Doesn’t burst into a silent black explosion The girl of the tale (an intrepid sailboat—the world—a double blossom) Opens I flowed the same. I leap from one story to another On a suspension bridge of infinite syllables It grows light, winged spark …
[paraphrased poetry]