Recito poema 'Tardes frías'


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    Published on Nov 11, 2021
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    Ciudad Bolívar, 2013

    Back in 2013 I felt a deep nostalgia (not to mention sadness), in which I immersed myself for a long time in loneliness. It wasn't tragic, it wasn't bad. All the melancholy was the price to pay for the lights I found in "my cave". I am grateful for every moment I lived in that place, especially the sunsets I had the joy of witnessing from a rooftop. God has mysterious ways of manifesting himself, even in the shadows, even in tears.

    Cold evenings

    The light that guides me pales
    vulnerable to the voices of the night
    to my strident silence
    bent on your courtship
    to your fading radiance

    I long to have you at such a high cost

    I can't stand the idea of vice
    I climb to seek your radiance
    under the shadow of the moon
    irony that it's cold and you're not around
    you keep yourself safe
    in the light of my sunset

    I share my nostalgia
    though the pain belongs to me
    and I'll be silent so you won't hear anything.


    Por allá en los años 2013 sentía una profunda nostalgia (por no mencionar tristeza), en la que me sumergí durante mucho tiempo en la soledad. No era trágico, no era malo. Toda la melancolía era el precio a pagar por las luces que encontré en "mi cueva". Agradezco cada momento que viví en ese lugar, sobre todo los atardeceres que tenía la dicha de presenciar desde un techo. Dios tiene formas misteriosas de manifestarse, incluso en las sombras, incluso en las lágrimas.

    Tardes frías

    La luz que me guía palidece
    vulnerable a las voces de la noche
    a mi estridente silencio
    empeñado en tu cortejo
    a tu desvanecido resplandor
    añoro tenerte a tan alto costo

    No soporto la idea del vicio
    trepo para buscar tu fulgor
    bajo la sombra de la luna
    ironía que haga frío y no estés
    te mantienes a salvo
    en la luz de mi atardecer

    Comparto mi nostalgia
    aunque el dolor me pertenece
    y estaré en silencio para que nada escuches.



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