Roberto Bolano

                                                                                            Jus lo front port vostra bella semblanca
                                                                                                                             -Jordi de Sant Jordi



I'll try to forget     A body that appeared during the snowfall
When all of us were alone     In the park, on the
     little hill behind
the basketball courts     I said hold on and she came back:
white face lit up by a noble heart     Never
had I seen such beauty     The moon drew away from the earth
From far off came the sound of cars on the highway: people
going home     All of us were living in a television
commercial until she parted the successive
curtains of snow and let me see her face: the pain
and beauty of the world in her gaze     I saw tiny
footprints in the snow     I felt the frozen wind on my cheeks
On the other end of the park someone was making signals
with a flashlight     Every snowflake was alive
Every insect egg was alive and dreaming    I thought: now
I'm going to be alone forever     But the snow kept falling
and falling and she didn't go away



catalog







Transtromer

  Calling Home   Our phone call spilled out into the dark and glittered between the...