Wasp on Water
by Coral Bracho
The water surface holds, tense,
for a wasp;
this path is a delta, always moving,
like time, that touch
on the deep quietness
in a brief moment.
Brief, this floating-
its spinning journey
in ever-coiling labyrinths,
seething uncertainties, flames,
The literal translation of this poem was made by Tom Boll
The final translated version of the poem is by Katherine Pierpoint
From La voluntad del ámbar (1998).
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