Hi, poetry lovers.

I’ve translated the poem I published yesterday in order to submit it to #FridayPoets by @prydefoltz.

Time

                                       What was there before the beginning,
                                       before alpha, before zero,
                                       previous to infinite?

                                       A Now made of wind which is leaving us already,
                                       the movement of the fine hand
                                       in this mockery trying to frame moments.

                                       The watch tied to the wrist
                                       controls the body and the mind,
                                       but time easily proves it a fool.

                                       That moment to come is already here;
                                       the wind has brought it several times now.
                                       It is a banal pretension, Petitio principii.

                                       The wind, like air, like the river, like time
                                       flows in circles, attached to the earth,
                                       like a serpent biting its own tail.

                                                 ...It keeps going on, confined to its geometry,
                                                 denied of Heaven,
                                                 in eternal penitence for Babel.

Thanks for reading.

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