Night Over Huancayo (A poem in Spanish and English) Dedicado a Elizabeth Zapata y Michael Cuttone))
(In the Plaza de Arms)
One can see
Shadows lurking, along the streets...
A casual stroll, by old folks,
People drifting aimlessly
Noticeable-
(to and fro)) back and forth
in the Plaza de Arms)).
People sitting on benches
Talking in low and high tones
Enjoying the warmth of others
Passing-.
Streets, making unintelligible
Sounds....
Young slim girls forever
Fluttering about, keeping, trying
to keep: it all in place.
As I walk about, I gaze at:
Buildings all about-car lights
In and out of darkness;
Water gushing from the fountains-,
Oderless foliage growing;
Solemnly the clock on the church
Steeple, stares-(never strikes)
Stares at me, at us, our bland faces below.
Night has come over the Wanka City
Huancayo; across the Plaza de Arms:
Scraps of light, reflect back and forth
Gives the Cathedral, a holy glow
(It's night over Huancayo).
#1557 (12-7-2006)
Dedicated to Elizabeth Zapata and Michael Cuttone.
Spanish Version
Noche sobre Huancayo
(En la Plaza de Armas)
Uno puede ver
Sombras merodeando, a lo largo de las calles...
Un paseo ocasional, por ancianos,
Gente paseando sin rumbo fijo
Notorio-
((de un lado a otro) (hacia adelante y hacia atrás
en la Plaza de Armas)).
Gente sentada sobre bancos
Hablando en tonos altos y bajos
Disfrutando del calor del rubor
Pasajero-
Calles, haciendo sonidos
Ininteligibles…
Muchachas jóvenes delgadas para siempre
Posando alrededor, manteniendo, tratando
De mantener, todo esto en su lugar.
Mientras camino alrededor, miro fijamente a:
Edificios por todas partes-luces de carros
Dentro y fuera de la oscuridad;
Agua borboteando de las piletas-,
Follajes peculiares creciendo;
Solemnemente las agujas del reloj sobre la iglesia
Miran fijamente - (nunca dan la hora)
Me miran, a nosotros, a nuestras caras blandas abajo.
La noche ha llegado sobre la Ciudad Wanka Huancayo; a través de la Plaza de Armas:
Restos de luz, que reflejan hacia adelante y atrás
Le dan a la Catedral, un brillo santo
(Esto es la noche sobre Huancayo).
# 1557 (7-Diciembre-2006)
Dedicado a Elizabeth Zapata y Michael Cuttone.
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