Family Secret

by Blanca Varela

I dreamed of a dog
a skinned dog
its body sang its red body whistled
I asked the other one
the one who turns out the light the butcher
what has happened
why are we in the dark

this is a dream you are alone
there is no one else
light does not exist
you are the dog you are the flower which barks
sharpen your tongue sweetly
your sweet black four-legged tongue

dreams scorch the skin of man
human skin burns disappears
only the mutt's red pulp is clean
the true light dwells in the crust of its eyes
you are the dog
you are the skinned mongrel every night
dream of yourself and let that be enough

The literal translation of this poem was made by Gwen MacKeith

The final translated version of the poem is by The Poetry Translation Workshop

Comments

  1. May 21st, 2012 at 9:32 pm

    Z.B says:

    This poem says Spanish with English but there is only English??!!..

    Response from PTC: Not true! The Spanish version is available here.