Juan Manuel Roca (Colombia, 1946)

Juan Manuel Roca

(Colombia, 1946)

Goya’s testament

Has devoured my face
As Saturn his sons.
Maybe my deafness was a gift,
The way to damp down
The nocturnal scream from the shootings,
The fierce song of madness.
I come with news of the shadows,
The dream of reason
That gallops its turbulent horses
In my bedroom.

Translated by Nicolás Suescún.

Última actualización: 28/06/2018