Siren Poem by Luz EtchemendiGaray

Again the storm jolt the hourse
an the house with its muffled oaken purr
becomes an old galleon
that creaks and shakes.
Shreds of curtain and cords
away in the night,
like the sails of your boat
as it leaves the bay...
I am a pirate, shipwrecked,
and then a siren

so I may dive into seas of jet
and encounter coral reefs
that I may hide myself
from your kisses.

(Tranlated by Daniel Ginhson, Sue Littleton and the author)