24 febrero 2013

the poet /el poeta



 The poet

With red eyes
I inquire at all the publishing houses
each morning.
What do you think?
As if I were selling fish.
For this day
I sell myself.
For one more day
another stab at my beauty.
Struggling all night long.
But in the morning
what the knife doesn’t cut
hunger does.
With red eyes
I give myself up
like a flounder in the market.
What do you think?

José Elgarresta

de su poemario bilingüe Monólogos

http://alacenaroja.com/ebooks/monologos-monologues-jose-elgarresta/