Cesar Vallejo: Black Roses

Bow down your head ol' poet- To face God's grace ahead There are no more trenches

To dig today? In the forest of your head,

So-: Bow down, bow down,

Ol' barbaric poet! Death rides the horse ahead I hear the crackling of a whip See the crazed eyes of death.

He summons you to his den- The devil and his wind,

So-: Bow down, bow down Your blood stained brows He will take you to the edge.

Closer, closer, I see you now Eh! a moving satanic cloud- I see a festival of black-roses, I hear clamor in the crowd.

Bow down, bow down, Ol' poet ?I hear your applause!

#666 [5/15/2005]

Versi?n en Espa?ol Translated by Nancy Penaloza Edited by Rosa Penaloza

C?sar Vallejo: Rosas Negras

Inclina tu cabeza viejo poeta- Para encarar la gracia de Dios adelante No hay m?s trincheras Para cavar hoy ? En el bosque de tu cabeza,

Entonces-:

Incl?nate, incl?nate ?Viejo poeta barb?rico! La muerte monta el caballo adelante Oigo el crujido de un azote Veo los ojos enloquecidos de la muerte.

El te emplaza a su guarida- El demonio y su viento,

Entonces-:

Inclina, inclina Tu frente manchada de sangre El te tomar? al borde.

M?s cerca, m?s cerca, te veo ahora ?Ah! Como una nube m?vil sat?nica- Veo un festival de rosas negras, Oigo el clamor de la muchedumbre.

Incl?nate, incl?nate viejo poeta ?Oigo tus aplausos!

#666 (15 de mayo del 2005)

Dennis Siluk's poetry is known worldwide, and has been in many newspapers; his first book, "The Other Door," now a rare book to find, of which only 750-copies were made, is a treasure for many seeking one if they can find one. His new book coming out in October will be Peruvian Poems [in Spanish and English] look for it...see his site at http://dennissiluk.tripod [this poem wil be in the book]