Romina Freschi

from Solaris

Translated by the author

Suddenly I respect the ancestors
quiet soul that wakes up
wants to end up with the minimal
bundle of loose ends that shine
only by its extremes, optical fiber
this universe appears as minimum stars
in their travel across time
it all dazes and goes dark
and planetarium recycles its functions
a bundle of functions the functionaries
the waffle and rennet of their river lectures
and a gladdened beach
only by lust for being happy
where do loose ends end up?
how do they let out, put together the lane
or where does it start, oldness of time
and loose ends never end
we wish to silence that try
or leave the wire naked,
but, is there music in that wire?
do we find love in discontinuity?
voices in my head scream
with conviction and noise
is a mirror in the pavement
there´s no pose or potion
it all softens
diminishes
occupies
sadness does follow its line of immensity
disappears
gives up fear to happiness
senses the asthma of the abyss
as a love asthma
it cannot be diluted
brain burns
the humor of the dark
settles the soul


Copyright © Romina Freschi, 2007.

Romina Freschi was born in Buenos Aires in 1974, where she still lives. She teaches at the University of Buenos Aires and has published four collections, most recently Villa Ventana and El-Pe-yO (both 2003). She edits the review Plebella.