MUSE OF THE PORT
Liquid fire
illuminating the day
runs through my veins
and I’m burned by love
for a muse who sings
her sorrows of love
Fiery water
extinguishing the night
sleeps in my dreams
and I’m wakened by love
for a muse who sings
her joys of love
Liquid fire:
the muse who sings
her sorrows of love
Fiery water:
the muse who sings
her joys of love
Image: Enrique Martínez Celaya
Translated: Ute Margaret Saine
