Poem
Margarita Cardona
I AM
I am barely a voiceOr a hand I recognize
And which rests
I love the beauty of my daughter
My son
Is the echo in the mirror
The simplicity of the sun
The mountain
The fear of climbing it
In the tree
Planted perhaps
Is my voice.
© Translation: 2010, Laura Chalar
SOY
SOY
Soy sólo una vozO una mano que reconozco
Y descansa
Amo la belleza de mi hija
Mi hijo
Es el eco en el espejo
La sencillez del sol
La montaña
El miedo a ascenderla
En el árbol
Plantada tal vez
Esté mi voz.
© 2005, Margarita Cardona
From: Cita del mediodía
Publisher: Editorial Endymion, Medellin
From: Cita del mediodía
Publisher: Editorial Endymion, Medellin
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I AM
I am barely a voiceOr a hand I recognize
And which rests
I love the beauty of my daughter
My son
Is the echo in the mirror
The simplicity of the sun
The mountain
The fear of climbing it
In the tree
Planted perhaps
Is my voice.
© 2010, Laura Chalar
From: Cita del mediodía
From: Cita del mediodía
I AM
I am barely a voiceOr a hand I recognize
And which rests
I love the beauty of my daughter
My son
Is the echo in the mirror
The simplicity of the sun
The mountain
The fear of climbing it
In the tree
Planted perhaps
Is my voice.
© 2010, Laura Chalar
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