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The library of the abyss:
In the unbeginning, I unbegan:
I am the ending, and the beginning not. I am the end of the non-beginning.
I am the non-beginning of the non-end. I am not the beginning, nor the end, nor the non-between
I am nothing that I am. I am not that I am.
Nothing nothinged in the nothing when it nothinged. Nor in the something’s nothing.
I was nothing in the not, and everything’s nothing. The all-nothing in nothing.
Without unbeginning, without unending. x and not x = ex-is-t.onto
The unseen seen not in the unseen.
The catalogue’s hiss.
THE ROLLER COASTER
During half a century poesy was
the paradise of the solemn fool.
Until I came along
and I installed myself with my roller coaster.
Climb up, if you are up to it. But I wash my hands off if you come out
nose and mouth bleeding.
LA MONTAÑA RUSA
Durante medio siglo
la poesía fue
el paraíso del tonto solemne. Hasta que vine yo
y me instalé con mi montaña rusa. Suban, si les parece.
Claro que yo no respondo si bajan echando sangre por boca y narices.
Nicanor Parra, Versos de salón, 1962.
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