I Live, I Die, I Burn, I Drown

I found this gem of a poem today by Delmira Agustini, an Uruguayan poet of Italian blood...her works, as I've found them, are written in Spanish and while a few of the translations I have found may do her work justice, I have a feeling that they are more beautiful in Spanish. I have never read her before but her work resonates with me very strongly. I posted "I Live, I Die, I Burn, I Drown" on the website along with my new work, "Joined At The Crossroad."

No, they aren't really related or in similar context...I wrote my poem last night and just today decided to do a little poetic exploring, lol. Here is another I enjoyed:

Tu Boca (Your Mouth)


Spanish

Yo hacía una divina labor, sobre la roca
Creciente del Orgullo. De la vida lejana,
Algún pétalo vívido me voló en la mañana,
Algún beso en la noche. Tenaz como una loca,
Sequía mi divina labor sobre la roca.

Cuando tu voz que funde como sacra campana
En la nota celeste la vibración humana,
Tendió su lazo do oro al borde de tu boca;

—Maravilloso nido del vértigo, tu boca!
Dos pétalos de rosa abrochando un abismo…—

Labor, labor de gloria, dolorosa y liviana;
¡Tela donde mi espíritu su fue tramando él mismo!
Tú quedas en la testa soberbia de la roca,

Y yo caigo, sin fin, en el sangriento abismo!


English

I was at my divine labor, upon the rock
Swelling with Pride. From a distance,
At dawn, some bright petal came to me,
Some kiss in the night. Upon the rock,
Tenacious a madwoman, I clung to my work.

When your voice, like a sacred bell,
A celestial note with a human tremor,
Stretched its golden lasso from the edge of your mouth;

—Marvelous nest of vertigo, your mouth!
Two rose petals fastened to an abyss…—

Labor, labor of glory, painful and frivolous;
Fabric where my spirit went weaving herself!
You come to the arrogant head of the rock,

And I fall, without end, into the bloody abyss!

Delmira Agustini

Life is one big adventure, often painful, often full of joy. I had a Human Design consultation yesterday and I feel more solid and stronger today. My counselor/reader is one of the few in the world who would call my intensity BEAUTIFUL! Thank you...if you read this, THANK YOU :D Of course I've already told you in person. What is called neediness is actually my fierce burning intensity, which was pointed out again to me yesterday in consultation. THIS is WHO I AM...like it, hate it, love it, run from it.

I may be off to Scotland in February, so that is something to look forward to :D