Бейя Клара Вентура. Колумбия. Война

Ольга Шаховская
`````````````````````````````````Bella Clara Ventura
``````````````````````(del libro “Paz, sicaria de la lagrima”)



```````````````````````````````````````GUERRA

``````````````````````````Guerrera de tus carnes me anuncio.
```````````````````````````La primera batalla en tu cuerpo.
````````````````````````````````Rasgu;os de pasi;n
``````````````````````````````arman un r;o de sangre,
```````````````````````````````llevado a los abismos
````````````````````````````````del innegable deseo.
````````````````````````````Soy pasi;n de lunas y soles.
```````````````````````````Tat;o la venganza en tu pecho.
`````````````````````Me reconozco mujer de prohibidas andanzas.
```````````````````````Con derecho al grito de independencia
````````````````````````````````sobre mis posesiones.
````````````````````````Regadas por sonidos de vanguardia.
```````````````````````````````El placer se libera
````````````````````````````````de nuestro ;xtasis.
`````````````````````````````- Bramido de los dioses -
`````````````````````````````en la plenitud de los besos
```````````````````````````bajo el ardor de las caricias
``````````````````````````````````otrora indebidas.
```````````````````````````Mimos del hoy con prohibido sabor.
``````````````````````Es guerra librada a muerte con los tab;es.
`````````````````````````Principios abandonados en el olvido
`````````````````````````del silencio que arde en la entra;a.
```````````````````````Gemido reprimido de tantas generaciones
``````````````````````````que de sexo supieron poco o nada.
``````````````````````````````Se viste la sensualidad
````````````````````````de un ropaje de exquisitez guerrera.
```````````````````````Invoca la voz de los Libros Sagrados
``````````````````````````en el Cantar de los Cantares,
```````````````````````````````````odas de amor
`````````````````````````en los tiempos del Rey Salom;n.
````````````````````````Invita a los gui;os de la libido
````````````````````````````````a batallas campales
`````````````````````````````al pelear cuerpo a cuerpo
`````````````````````````con la excitaci;n de las pieles.
`````````````````````````````````La m;a, la tuya
```````````````````````en la guerra sin cuartel por un diluvio.
`````````````````````````````Uni;n de los suspiros
````````````````````````````en la fogosidad de delirios
`````````````````````````````````bajo el arma de
``````````````````````````rutilantes notas sin bemoles
````````````````````````que de la paz conocen sus secretos.


```````````````````````````````````````ВОЙНА
``````````(Свидетельство о публикации распространяется только на перевод)
`````````Вольный литературный перевод с испанского О. Шаховской (Пономаревой)

```````````````````````````````Войну тебе я объявляю,
`````````````````````````````и первая баталия за тело,
```````````````````````````````атаки страсти обещаю,
`````````````````````````проверить захотелось твою смелость.
````````````````````````Потоки впечатлений, чувств, желаний
`````````````````````````нас без сомнений в бездну увлекут
``````````````````````````и в уголках укромных мироздания
``````````````````````````где я – сиянье лун и солнц салют.
```````````````````````````Моя татуировка мести поцелуем
```````````````````````````горит, мерцая, на твоей груди.
``````````````````````Признал? Я та, с кем путешествия волнуют,
``````````````````````````ты поощренье самолюбия не жди!
````````````````````````````О независимости прямо заявлю,
``````````````````````по отношенью к женщинам позиций не сдаю.
`````````````````````````А удовольствию богА восторг поют
```````````````````````````````````и одобряют.
``````````````````````В рассвете поцелуев лаской увлекаешь…
`````````````````````И кто придумал: ласки извращённый вкус?!
``````````````````````````Война идёт за снятие табу.
````````````````````````я стать естественною не боюсь,
``````````````````````````за уважение веду борьбу!
``````````````````````В болотах тишины потоплены начала.
````````````````````Но стоны поколений женщин мне слышны,
```````````````````````в них разочарованья боль звучала.
``````````````````Я – чувственность в мундире утончённости,
``````````````````Он призывает вспомнить о священных книгах,
````````````````где оды громкие любви, а не сухая обречённость…
````````````````````````Их пели в бытность Соломона,
```````````````````````провозгласив взаимности законы.
````````````````````````Соперник к бою дал сигнал,
``````````````````````вооружаясь, как копьём, либидо,
````````````````````чтоб каждый из обоих в теле ощущал
```````````````````противника передвиженья, вдох и выдох,
```````````````````````когда до пота и до дрожи кожи
````````````````````в той беспощадной длительной войне,
```````````````````````````которую поток итожит,
````````````````````до воспаренья в безумье в вышине
````````````````````под флагами диеза страсти в форте.
`````````````````````Они давным-давно известны миру,
``````````````````````по генной памяти, в «офортах»…

28.11.12