OVERS – Alicia Minjarez Ramírez / Translated by: Alaric Gutiérrez

Poem by Alicia Minjarez Ramírez

 

OVERS
To my beloved angel.

Longing mitigates
the drunken night,
treasuring the imprint
abolished by desire
that breaks us
and brings together,
intrinsic fire
of profane verses
under the intrigue
of shadows.

Materiality keeps
our bodies tied up to
the lunar instant
of balsamic ether,
burning desires
falling apart evaporating
the mossy seduction
of having the absolute void.

You’re dust in the breeze
of my conscious being,
bringing delightful
and melodic essences
inside hollow fruit trees
of worn out headings.
Imprecise and sharp legend
of upcoming evenings,
barking at the sap sight.

Derange me, seduce me, drive me.
Like a consonant plunging
upon the rhetorical memory,
dialect upsetting and chaining us up
beyond our hands.

Exhalation,
dementia without sanity
defining my earthly Nirvana,
meanwhile, I belong to you
under the remote silence glass…
By rubbing your timely spike.

Translated by: Alaric Gutiérrez

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