Jorge Aulicino (1949)


Victoria Land


They make unmistakable signs:
they draw fingers across their throats.
I don't forget: there are no shadows or smoke,
there is ice where the stranded ship
is rocked by polar winds.

They draw fingers across their throats.
It's useless: I don't speak.
I couldn't speak of anything, except the boat,
the imaginary boat.
Of nothing but the boat.

Trad. Michelle Clayton



Victoria Land

Hacen señas inconfundibles:
se pasan la mano por la garganta.
No olvido: no hay sombras ni humo,
hay hielo donde el barco varado
se hamaca con los vientos polares.
No hay sombra: hay claridad sobre el hielo.

Se pasan la mano por la garganta.
Es inútil: no hablo.
No podría hablar de nada, sólo del barco,
del barco imaginario.
De ninguna otra cosa nada más que del barco.

Agentinian Culture Week, Dublin - 12-18 September, 2007
The best of contemporary Argentinian music, literature and film will form part of the Argentina Now! – the first Dublin Argentinian Culture Week. The programme has been curated by the poet and arts editor, Jorge Fondebrider in Buenos Aires in co-operation with Sinéad Mac Aodha, Director of Ireland Literature Exchange in Dublin.