ALICIA MINJAREZ RAMÍREZ

ALICIA MINJAREZ RAMÍREZ

In The Sheets

Of Your Breath

I give you the affable

Tenderness of my lips;

Leafless corollas

In the cold dawn

Of your moans.

Let your kiss cling to my belly

Over the oscillation of notes,

The gentle melody

Perspiring through your skin.

Let my essence

Be your forest clearing,

Exempting swallows

In incandescent delight.

In the inscrutable dream of my bed,

Coastlines of your element,

I wait for the wrecked return.

Kissing the boundaries of the sky

Extending far beyond the sunset.

Take your exhausted lips

Until your wet sights

Are extinct

In my white delusions.

© Alicia Minjarez Ramírez

TRANSLATED BY: ALARIC GUTIÉRREZ.

Moon Chant

A gust of wind and rumors

Hue harmonic perfumes,

Vetiver, coriander, kahve and saffron,

Crumbling the twilight dust.

Silence singing words

Bursting up

Depths of the sky.

My body invokes you

Under the Ankara fresh rain,

Fertile crescent

The spell of my lips;

Liquid light

Of shooting stars.

Horizontal waves

Moistens my edges

In the steppe plains

Of your gardens.

Even the moon is singing

Although no one notices it!

Dressed up in rainfalls

And kissing roots,

Sound waterfalls

Polishing stones

Upon your rivers’ wings.

Holding hands,

Piercing idyllic forests,

Dates and prunes

Are seeded wild,

Like impregnated

Fire water drops

On the green breeze

Of your gaze.

Undamaged yearnings

Rummage

the absence or presence

Of your breath.

Fragrant essence

Evokes the moss dance

In Turkish oak timbers.

Chimerical magma

Rises and falls,

The ottoman honeysuckle

Of your luminous pores

Opened up

To the furtive wrap

Of my nights.

© Alicia Minjarez Ramírez

TRANSLATED BY: ALARIC GUTIÉRREZ.

Baklava And Honey

Distant contiguous strokes

Set up the prayers of Anatolia.

Eclectic fragrant spices

Clove, sumac, vanilla and cinnamon

Overflowing cornices.

Gold, silver, apple tea,

Water pipes, almonds and kapuz

Songs of your lineage!

Indigo horizons

Melt the earth

Of mud and jade

In baklava and honey;

Musical odors surround

Nocturnal savannas

In the edge of the days.

Bare fingers

On red-berried mistletoe and oaks

Require the transcending kiss,

Reaching the limits of touch

Bluish declining

Of our belongings.

As affable Sultan

Dressed up with Habiye silk.

Transcribe my dreams

With watercolors of straight lines

To drown the sun within,

In the bowl of my palms.

© Alicia Minjarez Ramírez

TRANSLATED BY: ALARIC GUTIÉRREZ.

ALICIA MINJAREZ RAMÍREZ