Water
(from the Spanish of Miguel Arteche)
At midnight I woke.
The house was sailing.
It was the rain with the rain
in the hour before dawn.
The house was silent,
and the mountains were silent
that night. No sound
but the fall of water.
I saw myself awake, midnight,
groping for the window;
but in the house and on the earth
I had no brothers, mother, nothing.
And there was a dark cold space
and cold the ship sailed
with me. Who caused
all these solitary vigils?
No one told me they were leaving.
No one told they'd return
and within, within myself
I retreated: the house
saw me in the time I was
and I saw it in the distant future
when I could not rest
my youth on the pillow.
At midnight I searched
while the house sailed.
And over earth no sound
but the fall of water.
Translated by Mark Leech
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