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One never stops reading, though books come to an end, just as one never stops living, even though death is a certainty.

Roberto Bolaño


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🦋 Elegías del principiante

Ninguna palabra contiene el Biblio en todo caso, ninguna broma,
no tenga tanto miedo de traducirlo,
de dejarte arrastrado por su blanco vacío
deslizarte sin fricción y lúcido a través de la página.
Ellos quienes te precedían ninguno rastro han dejado,
ninguno que se puede observar, pero conoces
íntimamente este huela que retrazas.

There aren't any words in the Bible anyways, let alone jokes,
I wouldn't worry so much about translating it,
about being swept into its blank void,
slipping frictionless and lucid across its empty page.
Those who have preceded you have left no spoor, no trace,
that you can make out anyways, and yet you know
full well their journey and retrace it.

posted evening of Wednesday, February first, 2012
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