Agua corriente

Poesía y ensayos

Anne Carson, Andrés Catalán

• Publisher: Cielo eléctrico
• Year: 2021
• Edition: 1
• eBook ISBN:
  9788412083347
• Topic: Literature
• Subtopic: Literary Essays
• Index: Literature

Retazos de vida se entrecruzan en un diálogo espectral con figuras y temas de la poesía, la filosofía y el arte. Los cinco libros que recoge este volumen se publicaron juntos originalmente en 1995 bajo el título de "Plainwater". En 2015 se publicó una versión ampliada de "Short Talk"s, con prólogo de la también poeta Margaret Christakos, que es el que incluimos en la presente edición, la más completa hasta la fecha.

PART I

MIMNERMOS:

THE BRAINSEX

PAINTINGS

fr. 1

What Is Life Without Aphrodite?

He seems an irrepressible hedonist as he asks his leading question.

Up to your honeybasket hilts in her ore—or else

Death? for yes

how gentle it is to go swimming inside her the secret swimming

Of men and women but (no) then

the night hide toughens over it (no) then bandages

Crusted with old man smell (no) then

bowl gone black nor bud nor boys nor women nor sun no

Spores (no) at (no) all when

God nor hardstrut nothingness close

its fist on you.

fr. 2

All We as Leaves

He (following Homer) compares man’s life with the leaves.

All we as leaves in the shock of it:

spring—

one dull gold bounce and you’re there.

You see the sun?—I built that.

As a lad. The Fates lashing their tails in a corner.

But (let me think) wasn’t it a hotel in Chicago

where I had the first of those—my body walking out of the room

bent on some deadly errand

and me up on the ceiling just sort of fading out—

brainsex paintings I used to call them?

In the days when I (so to speak) painted.

Remember

that oddly wonderful chocolate we got in East

(as it was then) Berlin?

fr. 3

However Fair He May Once Have Been

In the offing he sees old age.

Yes lovely one it’s today forever now what’s that shadow unzipping

your every childfingered wherefrom?

fr. 4

To Tithonos (God’s Gift)

For poor Tithonos.

They (on the one hand) made his chilly tears immortal neglecting to tell him

his eyes were not.

fr. 5

A Sudden Unspeakable Sweat Floweth Down My Skin

He gazes, perhaps he blames.

Sweat. It’s just sweat. But I do like to look at them.

Youth is a dream where I go every night

and wake with just this little jumping bunch of arteries

in my hand.

Hard, darling, to be sent behind their borders.

Carrying a stone in each eye.

fr. 6

Betwixt Thee and Me Let There Be Truth

Despite his professed cult of youth and pleasure, he knows moral worry.

At the border crossing all I could hear was your pulse

and the wind combing along my earbone

like antimatter.

fr. 8

For Sun’s Portion Is Toil All His Days

He looks to myth.

Look: up every bone every sky every day every you—

He goes working His

way up blue earlobes from ocean goes

thrown by rosesudden someone’s

already tomorrow goes riding His bed of daysided gold goes

skimming

sleep countries from west to east until sudden

rosestopped someone’s

already earliness opens the back of the clock: He

steps in.

fr. 11

Would That Death Might Overtake Me

He sings of birthdays.

No disease no dreamflat famine fields just a knock on the door

at the age of threescore: done.

fr. 12

When Mountains Dove Sideways

He tells of Kolophon colonized from the mainland.

… When mountains dove sideways from Pylos

we came to Asia in ships

to Kolophon chiseled our way

sat down like hard knots

then from there

made a slit in the red river dusk and

took Smyrna

for God.

fr. 13(a)

So They from the King’s Side

He sees the warr...

Table of contents

• PARTE I. Mimnermo: las pinturas cerebrosexuales
• PARTE II. Unas pocas palabras
• PARTE III. Canicula di Anna
• PARTE IV. La vida de las ciudades
• PARTE V. La antropología del agua
• PART I. Mimnermo: las pinturas cerebrosexuales. Mimnermos: the brainsex
• PART II. Unas pocas palabras. Short talks
• PART III. Canicula di Anna
• PART IV. La vida de las ciudades. The life of towns