La vida

es una burla continua

a nuestra ingenuidad.

B.I.


REAP FRUIT, poem by Beatriz Iriart




                
         


I give to you
My true sunflowers
You give me
A song
With your killing hands
Both of us create
The cruel and devastating melody
Of a premature exile.




© Beatriz Iriart








Translation from Spanish by

Olga Y. Mancinelli