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A gentle breeze which makes an ineffable sound [Hay una brisa de inefable ruido]
A gentle breeze which makes an ineffable sound
comes from the chilly ridge in an abrupt descent
to tell me you arrive, by spreading all around,
for corn fields are in bloom, a most delightful scent.
Dispersed on the wide plain, excited I would tell,
there's an uncanny ghost, which from the distance peeps;
my eyes can't see it though, but I can hear too well
how furtively somewhere among the palm trees creeps.
And like a sob that comes from unseen jungles now,
it wants to soothe my heart, which is immersed in grief,
my temple does caress, lays kisses on my brow;
and through this female touch of which I am aware
I feel how starts to shake and jerk like a small leaf
my being in the morn, when breathe the fresh cool air.
poem
by
José Eustasio Rivera
, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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