{"id":4192,"date":"2019-12-20T16:29:19","date_gmt":"2019-12-20T14:29:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/?p=4192"},"modified":"2019-12-20T16:29:19","modified_gmt":"2019-12-20T14:29:19","slug":"the-farewell","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/the-farewell\/","title":{"rendered":"THE FAREWELL"},"content":{"rendered":"

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THE FAREWELL<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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There it already stands, around the corner, old age,<\/p>\n

like a leafless tree. Let’s hold<\/p>\n

for a moment, here, under the sky,<\/p>\n

that gives a golden veil to the palm trees<\/p>\n

and puts your hand on my shoulder.<\/p>\n

Let’s breathe the light that darkens<\/p>\n

and lengthens distances: a deceit,<\/p>\n

which is the mercy of a god. He gilds<\/p>\n

the hard farewell of your life.<\/p>\n

You will have to return, and again you will have<\/p>\n

to make your way through the so-loved world;<\/p>\n

my love and my silence goes along with you.<\/p>\n

But it still waits for the night:<\/p>\n

when the first star appears above,<\/p>\n

we will say goodbye, and I will go, alone.<\/p>\n

\nFRANCISCO BRINES<\/strong>, Spain (1932)<\/p>\n

Translation Germain Droogenbroodt \u2013 Stanley Barkan<\/em>
\nfrom \u201cEl ruido del mundo\u201d, POINT Editions 1998) <\/em><\/p>\n

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La despedida \/\/ Ya est\u00e1, tras del recodo, la vejez, \/como un \u00e1rbol sin hojas. \/Par\u00e9monos\/aqu\u00ed, por un momento, bajo el cielo\/que da el velo dorado a las palmeras\/y p\u00e1same la mano por el hombro. \/Respiremos la luz que se hace oscura\/y alarga las distancias: un enga\u00f1o, \/que es la piedad de un dios. El favorece la dura despedida con tu vida. \/T\u00fa habr\u00e1s de regresar, y har\u00e1s camino\/de nuevo por el mundo tan amado;\/van contigo mi amor y mi silencio. \/Mas espera a la noche todav\u00eda:\/cuando aparezca arriba el primer astro\/nos diremos adi\u00f3s, y me ir\u00e9 s\u00f3lo.<\/em><\/p>\n

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