[Esp./Eng.] Cognición. || Cognition.
You can go directly to the English version by clicking 👉 HERE
Miro hacia abajo,
como curioso atisba.
Un cuerpo acartonado,
algunos lloran mi partida
Es como verse al espejo,
no reconocer la envoltura.
¿Eso fui yo?, apergaminado,
inmóvil, pálido, frÃo; sepultura.
En vida, con setenta,
sufriendo de todos los males.
Achaques para disimular,
el tiempo cobra, ¿¡inmortales!?
Cuando joven inmortal,
nada detenÃa mi impulso.
De viejo racional,
conviviendo con ese cuerpo maltrecho.
Allà lloran mis hijos,
ya mi mujer me llama.
Ese destello a lo lejos,
esa luz me reclama.
Adiós cuerpo, soma,
mi alma no envejece.
Acudo al llamado de mi dama,
Adiós mundo, acaece.
Preamble
Dear English-speaking virtual friends, I apologise in advance because I am aware that a poem translated from Spanish into English loses its meaning, rhythm and metrical structure. I used the online tool DeepL Pro and gave it a personal touch according to my knowledge of the English language, but I could not construct the corresponding rhymes.
I look down,
as a curious glimpse.
A stiffened body,
some mourn my departure.
It's like looking in the mirror,
not recognising the shell.
That was me, parchment-like,
immobile, pale, cold; a grave.
In life, seventy years old,
suffering from all ills.
Achaques to dissimulate,
time takes its toll, immortals!?
When young immortal,
nothing stopped my impulse.
As a rational old man,
living with that battered body.
There my children cry,
my wife is calling me.
That flash in the distance,
That light is calling me.
Goodbye body, soma,
my soul does not grow old.
I come to the call of my lady,
Farewell world, it happens.
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Bienvenido todos a esta, mi participación de la semana en el Club de PoesÃa auspiciado por la comunidad @freewritehouse, si es de tu agrado participar, aún estás a tiempo, este es el enlace Club de poesÃa.
Welcome everyone to this, my participation of the week in the Poetry Club sponsored by the @freewritehouse community, if you would like to participate, you are still on time, this is the link Poetry Club.
Banner de la Comunidad // Community Banner - #freewritehouse
CRÉDITOS || CREDITS:
Imágenes // Images:
- Todas las imágenes son captures de la pelÃcula Ghost: la sombra del amor (1990), de libre uso.
- All images are from the film Ghost: The Shadow of Love (1990), free to use.
TÃtulos // Titles:
- Texto Arte // Art text: CoolText
Asistente de traducción // Translation Assistant; DeepL Pro
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Dedicado a todos aquellos poetas que contribuyen, dÃa a dÃa, a hacer de nuestro planeta, un mundo mejor.
Dedicated to all those poets who contribute, day by day, to make our planet a better world.
Rafael Cadenas
Miro hacia abajo,
como curioso atisba.
Un cuerpo acartonado,
algunos lloran mi partida
Es como verse al espejo,
no reconocer la envoltura.
¿Eso fui yo?, apergaminado,
inmóvil, pálido, frÃo; sepultura.
En vida, con setenta,
sufriendo de todos los males.
Achaques para disimular,
el tiempo cobra, ¿¡inmortales!?
Cuando joven inmortal,
nada detenÃa mi impulso.
De viejo racional,
conviviendo con ese cuerpo maltrecho.
Allà lloran mis hijos,
ya mi mujer me llama.
Ese destello a lo lejos,
esa luz me reclama.
Adiós cuerpo, soma,
mi alma no envejece.
Acudo al llamado de mi dama,
Adiós mundo, acaece.
Preamble
Dear English-speaking virtual friends, I apologise in advance because I am aware that a poem translated from Spanish into English loses its meaning, rhythm and metrical structure. I used the online tool DeepL Pro and gave it a personal touch according to my knowledge of the English language, but I could not construct the corresponding rhymes.
I look down,
as a curious glimpse.
A stiffened body,
some mourn my departure.
It's like looking in the mirror,
not recognising the shell.
That was me, parchment-like,
immobile, pale, cold; a grave.
In life, seventy years old,
suffering from all ills.
Achaques to dissimulate,
time takes its toll, immortals!?
When young immortal,
nothing stopped my impulse.
As a rational old man,
living with that battered body.
There my children cry,
my wife is calling me.
That flash in the distance,
That light is calling me.
Goodbye body, soma,
my soul does not grow old.
I come to the call of my lady,
Farewell world, it happens.
****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****
Bienvenido todos a esta, mi participación de la semana en el Club de PoesÃa auspiciado por la comunidad @freewritehouse, si es de tu agrado participar, aún estás a tiempo, este es el enlace Club de poesÃa.
Welcome everyone to this, my participation of the week in the Poetry Club sponsored by the @freewritehouse community, if you would like to participate, you are still on time, this is the link Poetry Club.
Banner de la Comunidad // Community Banner - #freewritehouse
CRÉDITOS || CREDITS:
Imágenes // Images:
- Todas las imágenes son captures de la pelÃcula Ghost: la sombra del amor (1990), de libre uso.
- All images are from the film Ghost: The Shadow of Love (1990), free to use.
TÃtulos // Titles:
- Texto Arte // Art text: CoolText
Asistente de traducción // Translation Assistant; DeepL Pro
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Dedicado a todos aquellos poetas que contribuyen, dÃa a dÃa, a hacer de nuestro planeta, un mundo mejor.
Dedicated to all those poets who contribute, day by day, to make our planet a better world.
Rafael Cadenas
I look down,
as a curious glimpse.
A stiffened body,
some mourn my departure.
It's like looking in the mirror,
not recognising the shell.
That was me, parchment-like,
immobile, pale, cold; a grave.
In life, seventy years old,
suffering from all ills.
Achaques to dissimulate,
time takes its toll, immortals!?
When young immortal,
nothing stopped my impulse.
As a rational old man,
living with that battered body.
There my children cry,
my wife is calling me.
That flash in the distance,
That light is calling me.
Goodbye body, soma,
my soul does not grow old.
I come to the call of my lady,
Farewell world, it happens.
Bienvenido todos a esta, mi participación de la semana en el Club de PoesÃa auspiciado por la comunidad @freewritehouse, si es de tu agrado participar, aún estás a tiempo, este es el enlace Club de poesÃa.
Welcome everyone to this, my participation of the week in the Poetry Club sponsored by the @freewritehouse community, if you would like to participate, you are still on time, this is the link Poetry Club.
CRÉDITOS || CREDITS:
Imágenes // Images:
- Todas las imágenes son captures de la pelÃcula Ghost: la sombra del amor (1990), de libre uso.
- All images are from the film Ghost: The Shadow of Love (1990), free to use.
TÃtulos // Titles:
- Texto Arte // Art text: CoolText
Asistente de traducción // Translation Assistant; DeepL Pro
Dedicado a todos aquellos poetas que contribuyen, dÃa a dÃa, a hacer de nuestro planeta, un mundo mejor.
Dedicated to all those poets who contribute, day by day, to make our planet a better world.
Rafael Cadenas
Dedicado a todos aquellos poetas que contribuyen, dÃa a dÃa, a hacer de nuestro planeta, un mundo mejor.
Dedicated to all those poets who contribute, day by day, to make our planet a better world.
Rafael Cadenas