Poesia kaiera
Aurkibidea
Aurkibidea
Lasterka gindoazen tunel bihurrietan barrena,
Zu ziztuan aurretik, eztei bidaiarako berokiarekin
Eta ni, ni jainko bizkor bat bezala
Zu harrapatu nahian
Ihi edo gorriz zipriztinduriko lore zuri berri bihurtu baino lehen.
Berokia baldar mugitu zitzaizun eta botoi bat bestearen atzetik
Erori zen, arrasto bat utziz
Metroaren eta Albert Hallen artean.
Eztei bidaian gaude, batetik bestera gabiltza, Promseko kontzertuetarako beranduegi,
Gure oihartzunak pasabide horretan hiltzen dira eta orain
Hansel bezala nator ilargiak argitu harrien atzetik
Bidea atzeraka eginez, botoiak jasoz,
Lanparaz argiztaturiko geltoki haizetsu batean amaitzeko
Trenak jada joanda daudenean, trenbidea heze,
Biluzik eta teinkatua ni bezala, arreta osoa
Zure urratsetan jarria, baina atzera begiratzea baino nahiago hil.
The Underground
There we were in the vaulted tunnel running, / You in your going-away coat speeding ahead / And me, me then like a fleet god gaining / Upon you before you turned to a reed // Or some new white flower japped with crimson / As the coat flapped wild and button after button / Sprang off and fell in a trail / Between the Underground and the Albert Hall. // Honeymooning, moonlighting, late for the Proms, / Our echoes die in that corridor and now / I come as Hansel came on the moonlit stones / Retracing the path back, lifting the buttons // To end up in a draughty lamplit station / After the trains have gone, the wet track / Bared and tensed as I am, all attention / For your step following and damned if I look back.