CAROLYN KIZER, traducida del inglés por Jonio González

Carolyn Kizer nació en Spokane (EE. UU.) en 1925 y murió en Sonoma en 2014.

JUEGOS PELIGROSOS

Remonto un barrilete negro en una larga cuerda.

Mientras lo recojo,

Veo que es un manso murciélago.

Dices que eres tú.

Remontas un barrilete blanco, pero la cuerda se rompe.

Mientras desciende revoloteando

Ves que es una mariposa blanca.

Digo que soy yo.

Tú inventaste este juego,

Sus términos, su terminología.

Yo suministré la cuerda,

Y te di el extremo deshilachado

Para poder escapar.

Remonté un barrilete negro, solté la cuerda.

Pero aquella cosa cayó

Directo hacia mi larga cabellera

Para enredarse allí.

Remontaste un barrilete blanco que se escapó.

Lo perseguiste con tu radar de murciélago.

Pero sólo encontraste una mariposa blanca

Temblando en una hoja plagada de avispas.

DANGEROUS GAMES

I fly a black kite on a long string.

As I reel it in,

I see it is a tame bat.

You say it's you.

You fly a white kite, but the string snaps.

As it flutters down,

You see it is a cabbage butterfly.

I say it's I.

You invented this game,

Its terms, its terminology.

I supplied the string,

Giving you the frayed lenght

So I could escape.

I flew a black kite, let go the string,

But the ting darted down

Straight for mi long hair

To be entangled there.

You flew a white kite that ran away.

You chased it with your bat sonar.

But you found only a cabbage butterfly

Trembling on an aphid-riddled leaf.

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