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Poem LVII

 

From this, my Ark, groping,
I release a word into the world:
The word flies away...
and does not come back.

 

From the book Juegos de Agua (1945).

Translation by Judith Kerman. First published in Michigan Quarterly Review, Fall 1997.

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