Song
there is a war within himself and he escapes
hides in the solitude of deserted streets
dark thoughts create an abyss
between him and the world he searches but cannot find
love escapes him like a gazelle persecuted
by an implacable lion, there are no kisses to appease
his desires neither water to turn off his passion
the south wind sweeps his thoughts
which like dry leaves fly searching for freedom
freedom that only exists in the imagination
where coloured dolphins dance dressed up as angels
the mind hesitates and waits patiently
happy are those who believe in gods and fairies
he walks alone … his abode earth, his roof
the sky, persecuted sleeps and dreams
of a devil painted in green and with the taste of salt
Beatriz Copello is a former member of NSW Writers Centre Management Committee. She writes poetry, reviews, fiction and plays. Her latest poetry collection is Witches Women & Words (Ginninderra Press, 2022). Copello’s poetry has been published in literary journals such as Southerly, Australian Women’s Book Review and in many other print and online publications. She has read her poetry at events organised by the Sydney Writers Festival, the NSW Writers Centre, the Multicultural Arts Alliance, Refugee Week Committee, Humboldt University (US), Ubud Writers Festival and various events in Spain, Italy and Argentina. She has been included in the fifty ‘most notable’ people graduated from the University of Technology, Sydney.
Translation by Beatriz Copello.
By Beatriz Copello
Issue 2 | Spring 2022