
Detail, “Son and Daughter,” oil on canvas (JMN 2016).
Here’s my English reading of “Contar Cuentos” (Telling Stories), a poem written in Spanish by Azurea20 published at LA BANCARROTA DEL CIRCO on April 27, 2025.
TELLING STORIES
My memory invents you,
strips you naked
tells itself stories,
closes your eyes,
obliterates your mouth,
discovers verbs that are not
conjugated
nor partake of grammar.
They keep me busy,
words do.
I answer my own questions,
parley with the ambiguous
seduction of signals.
I traverse maps with a schizoid
compass.
I spread out the puzzle,
a house guest in my winter,
where I always end up when
evening falls.
Though time will be dissolved
around all of everything
and you’ll hear no more of me,
it will be the day
that footsteps falter
and from me takes wing
a petite post mortem shade.
(c) 2025 JMN — EthicalDative. All rights reserved
I really like this poem – it captures so many of the things that engage me.
I especially relate to “They keep me busy, words do.” and “I traverse maps with a schizoid compass”.
Thanks for another excellent post, Jim.
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Thank *you* for excellent input, Sue. It’s good to have the detail on what you find engaging.
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Gracias por compartir y dejar constancia del blog “La bancarrota del circo”. Para mí es un honor y un estímulo que mis poemas tengan “eco”. Me gusta mucho como suena en la traducción.
Un saludo, amigo.
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Es tan grato para mí tu comentario. El honor es mío. Te agradezco la bondad generosa que me brindas.
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