I DO NOT WANT ANOTHER LIGHT THAT YOUR BODY FRONT OF THE MINE – Poetry, Miguel Hernández

I DO NOT WANT ANOTHER LIGHT THAT YOUR BODY FRONT OF THE MINE

I do not want other light that your body front of the mine, absolute light, complete transparency. Clarity whose belly, as the bottom of the river, affirms itself with time, sinks with the blood . What have they done to durable and shiny materials, the heart of the dawn, morning complexion? I do not want another day of what exhales your breasts. Your blood is the tomorrow that never end. There is no other light or the sun that your body: everything is sunset. I do not see things in another light to your face. The other light is a ghost, nothing more, of your step. Your unfathomable gaze never turns to the west. Clearly no way of decline. Supreme essence of radiance that does not yield, nor leaves the top. Youth. Clarity. Flare. Transparency that brings the stars more distant in the light. Light body, fertilizing warmth of brown. Black grass origin. Grass black temples. Black swallow the eyes, the detached gaze. Blue day. Clear night. Light shadow that come. I do not want other light that your golden shadow, from which spring rings of grass dark. In my blood, faithfully from your body on, for there is always the night. For always, there is the day.

(Miguel Hernández)

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