Poem
Carlos Bedoya
A SCALE OF RED GEMS
Inside of me night standingsprinkled with white scales.
After the “good mornings”
a scale of clouds
covered with red gems.
Among bushes
dream snipers
prepare their coup de grâce.
Walking home
I remember
I have lost every house.
© Translation: 2007, Nicolás Suescún
ESCALA DE GEMAS ROJAS
ESCALA DE GEMAS ROJAS
Dentro de mí la noche en piesalpicada por escamas blancas.
Después de los buenos días
una escala de nubes
cubierta de gemas rojas.
Entre arbustos
francotiradores del sueño
preparan su tiro de gracia.
Camino a casa
recuerdo
que he perdido toda casa.
© 2004, Carlos Bedoya
From: Víspera del vértigo
Publisher: Editorial Ojo mágico, Medellín
From: Víspera del vértigo
Publisher: Editorial Ojo mágico, Medellín
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A SCALE OF RED GEMS
Inside of me night standingsprinkled with white scales.
After the “good mornings”
a scale of clouds
covered with red gems.
Among bushes
dream snipers
prepare their coup de grâce.
Walking home
I remember
I have lost every house.
© 2007, Nicolás Suescún
From: Víspera del vértigo
From: Víspera del vértigo
A SCALE OF RED GEMS
Inside of me night standingsprinkled with white scales.
After the “good mornings”
a scale of clouds
covered with red gems.
Among bushes
dream snipers
prepare their coup de grâce.
Walking home
I remember
I have lost every house.
© 2007, Nicolás Suescún
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