HE AQUI que te cacé por el pescuezo <br />a la orilla del mar, mientras movías <br />las flechas de tu aljaba para herirme <br />y vi en el suelo tu floreal corona. <br /> <br />Como a un muñeco destripé tu vientre <br />y examiné sus ruedas engañosas <br />y muy envuelta en sus poleas de oro <br />hallé una trampa que decía: sexo. <br /> <br />Sobre la playa, ya un guiñapo triste, <br />te mostré al sol, buscón de tus hazañas, <br />ante un corro asustado de sirenas. <br /> <br />Iba subiendo por la cuesta albina <br />tu madrina de engaños, Doña Luna, <br />y te arrojé a la boca de las olas. <br /> <br />---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <br /> <br />Translation <br /> <br />I caught you by the neck <br />on the shore of the sea, while you shot <br />arrows from your quiver to wound me <br />and on the ground I saw your flowered crown. <br /> <br />I disemboweled your stomach like a doll's <br />and examined your deceitful wheels, <br />and deeply hidden in your golden pulleys <br />I found a trapdoor that said: sex. <br /> <br />On the beach I held you, now a sad heap, <br />up to the sun, accomplice of your deeds, <br />before a chorus of frightened sirens. <br />Your deceitful godmother, the moon <br />was climbing through the crest of the dawn, <br />and I threw you into the mouth of the waves.<br /><br />Alfonsina Storni<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-eros-to-eros/
