Apenas abrí las primeras páginas y me atrapó la idea de la autora de recopilar historias de pérdidas. Ella tiene razón. Todos en algún momento hemos perdido el amor, el trabajo, las ilusiones, la vergüenza... y cosas tan banales como las llaves, el carro, los anteojos...
Por eso, en su primer relato cita a Elizabeth Bishop (1911-1979), una poeta estadounidense cuyo poema "Un arte", recomienda que a propósito, perdamos algo cada día.
Lo copio aquí en su idioma original porque traducirlo, sería un crimen.
One Art
The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster,
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three beloved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) a disaster.
The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster,
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three beloved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) a disaster.
Foto por Joseph Breitenbach
3 comentarios:
Wojó, que mágico. Me encantó el poema. Hay que perder un poco para dar espacio a lo nuevo que nos viene... que no nos duela tanto es el éxito.
The art of losing's not too hard to master... FUCK!!!
Y comparto con David, que mágico.
Gracias por dejarlo en su idioma original.
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