Naked

ALVARO FIQUEPADO

The azure yielder
of the skylark's way or the foam
ceaselessly recreated
made into ultimate marble
there where the mediterranean
navel imposes
its majesty and casts
precious strokes of gold upon cheeks
advanced by Serius between
two breasts that give
hard commands to the wind
asleep in the blue sheparding
slowness between her thighs
now that I part them a siesta to see her
strictly disciplined horizontals
crowds forges vinyard country
instant shadows glaciers
blueblue cocks
of weather-vanes when
their noble bellies isolate
the flow of the ocean as
the young huntress sleeps
and a birch tree quickens upon her knees.

NUDE

Alvaro Figueredo

The blue one the benefactress
of her channel of skylarks or foam
ceaselessly being born
beating in extreme marble
there where the mediterranean marble
navel imposes
its majesty and casts
precious blows of gold upon the cheeks
Sirius advances between two breasts that
give hard commands to the wind
asleep in the blue one sheperding
the slowness of the echo between her thighs
now that I opne the siesta to see her
strict horizontal ruling
swarms forges vineyards
instantaneous shadows the glaciers
blublue the cocks
of the weathervanes when
their noble bellies isolate
the course of the ocean
the young huntress is asleep
and a birch germinates upon her knees.

DESNUDO

Por Alvaro Figueredo

La azul la benemérita
de su cauce de alondras onde espuma
naciendo sin cesar
latiendo marmolísima
allí donde el ombligo
mediterráneo impone
su majestad y lanza
precoces golpes de oro a las mejillas
avanza Sirio entre ambos senos que
imparten duras órdenes al viento
dormida está la azul apacentando
la lentitud del eco entre sus muslos
ahora que abro la siesta para verla
horizontal estricta gobernando
los enjambres las fraguas los viñedos
las instantáneas sombras los glaciares
azulazul los gallos
de las veletas cuando
su noble vientre aísla
el curso del océano
dermida está la joven cazadora
y un abedul germina en su rodilla.

-2-

she showed me upon the sand
small broken bits

of ocn substance,
wood, algae, pebbles,
feathers of sea birds.

I looked for but did not find
yellow agates.

The sea
filled all spaces
crumbling towers,
invading

the shores of my country,
advancing

successive catastrophes of the foam.

Alone on the sand
spread wide

its corola.

I saw the silvery petrels crossing
and like black creases
the cormorants

nailed to the rocks.

I released a bee
that was agonizing in a spiders net.

I put a little pebble
in my pocket,

it was smooth, very smooth

-2-

of ocean substances,
wood, algae, pebbles,
feathers of sea birds.

The sea
filled the spaces
crumbling towers,
invading

successive catastrophes of foam.

Alone on the sand
a ray opened
a corolla.

I saw the silvery petrels crossing
and like black crosses
the cormorants
nailed on the rocks.

I freed a bee
that was agonizing in a spider veil,

Neruda