SISTER FRIEND WHORE

by Alex Valente.

Original Italian by Paula Schöpf/Bloom (Sinti poet, 1953 – )

As a painter hungry for beauty
I walk every street
And at sunset
I stop at the corners of the world
And paint your life
Sister
Friend
Whore
Your gaze lost in space
In your eyes both daybreak and dusk
Swaying you reveal the exhaustion in your feet
Swaying you reveal a breast curved with sadness
Affected moves of a travelled woman
Hide the modesty of a child
Uncovering a womb fertile with melancholy
Woman queen of sin
Woman snowchild with a broken life
Mournful dancer
Playing with the wind
Talking to the clouds
And drunk with regrets
Your mysterious gaze
Sometimes dreamy
Sometimes cruel
Reflects a skyful of lies
Fruit of a twisted
Horrible
Sad reality
Sister
Friend
Whore
Who cares if you come from heaven
Or hell
You are beautiful as a dream of stone
Ruling like a misunderstood sphynx
You laugh and cry as on your body
Knots of thoughts and memories pass
Always hurting
Woman queen hungry for kisses
Woman child
No one will kiss your tears
Sister
Friend
Whore

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