Story of My Death

 

 

“Story of My Death” by Leopoldo Lugones:

 

I dreamed of death and it was quite simple:
a silk thread enwrapped me,
and each kiss of yours
with a turn unraveled me.
And each of your kisses
was a day;
and the time between two kisses,
a night. Death is quite simple.
And little by little the fatal thread
unwrapped itself. I no longer controlled it
but for a single bit between my fingers . . .
Then, suddenly, you became cold,
and no longer kissed me . . .
I let the thread go, and my life vanished.

 

(Translated, from the Spanish, by Ilan Stavans. Reprinted from The FSG Book of Twentieth-Century Latin American Poetry. Introduction and selection © 2011 by Ilan Stavans.

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