The 19th Century Mexican Poet, Manuel Gutierrez Najera wrote some of the finest poetry, in my opinion, ever written. Attached is an excerpt from his poem, Mariposas (Butterflies) along with my interpretation of that piece. I will introduce more later along with some personal works that can be found in my book: Porcina – A Voice From the Shadows. http://www.trafford.com/4dcgi/
.. Leves saltan del cáliz abierto,
como prófugas almas de rosas
y con gracia gentil se columpian
en sus verdes hamacas de hojas.
Una chispa de luz les da vida
y una gota al caer las ahoga;
aparecen al claro del día,
y ya muertas las halla la sombra.
…Lightly, from an open chalice springing,
like fugitive souls of the roses
gentle and graceful are swinging
in their green hammocks of leaves.
A brief spark of light gives them life
and a droplet upon falling does drown them;
they appear at the first rays of dawn.
And by dusk’s arrival lay dying.
From the poem “Mariposas” by the 19th Century Mexican poet
Manuel Nájera Gutiérrez translated by the author
