Poem
Santiago Barcaza
Irish pub
The OtherExpressing himself as he tends to do
But it was myself
At the same time
A cup on the table
The wine swirling
Like blood
A hand on the table
A wave
Or fluidity of myself
In the dream
Or in the Irish pub
Where you never know if
The face of the Other
Is an expression of yourself, too,
Or not.
© Translation: 2014, Erin Goodman
Bar Irlandés
Bar Irlandés
El otroExpresándose como suele hacer
Pero era yo
Al mismo tiempo
Una copa sobre la mesa
El vino entremezclándose
Como la sangre
Una mano sobre la otra
Una ondulación
O fluidez del yo
En el sueño
O en el Bar Irlandés
Donde nunca sabes
El rostro del otro
Te expresa a ti también
O no.
© 2014, Santiago Barcaza
From: Bosques horizontales
Publisher: Ediciones Tácitas, Santiago de Chile
From: Bosques horizontales
Publisher: Ediciones Tácitas, Santiago de Chile
Poems
Poems of Santiago Barcaza
Close
Irish pub
The OtherExpressing himself as he tends to do
But it was myself
At the same time
A cup on the table
The wine swirling
Like blood
A hand on the table
A wave
Or fluidity of myself
In the dream
Or in the Irish pub
Where you never know if
The face of the Other
Is an expression of yourself, too,
Or not.
© 2014, Erin Goodman
From: Bosques horizontales
From: Bosques horizontales
Irish pub
The OtherExpressing himself as he tends to do
But it was myself
At the same time
A cup on the table
The wine swirling
Like blood
A hand on the table
A wave
Or fluidity of myself
In the dream
Or in the Irish pub
Where you never know if
The face of the Other
Is an expression of yourself, too,
Or not.
© 2014, Erin Goodman
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