Sajak Pablo Neruda
Dari gugus pulau, serat pinus rambutmu,
daging tubuhmu diramu ribuan abad waktu,
urat nadi yang tahu sesamudera kayu,
hujan darah, hijau, dari langit ke kenangku.
Tak ada yang mampu memerangkap hatiku,
sesat di akar-akar, dingin sekali matahari,
dalam didih air, cahayanya mengganda diri:
di sana hidup bayang, tak terpisah dariku.
Maka kau bangkit di Selatan bak pulau kecil,
memuncak, berbiak, bulu burung dan kayu,
dan kuinderai bebauan: hutan pengembaraan.
Kutemukan madu hitam, madu dari hutan,
kusentuh pinggulmu, kelopak-kelopak bayang
yang lahir mengembariku, membentuk jiwaku.
*Sajak ke-30 dalam "Cien Sonetos de Amor"
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From the archipelago you have hair of larch fibres,’
From the archipelago you have hair of larch fibres,
flesh that was realised by aeons of time,
veins that have known oceans of timber,
green blood dropped from the sky into memory.
No one can recapture my heart, lost
among so many roots, in the bitter cool
of the sun’s rays multiplied by seething of waters:
there lives the shadow that does not depart with me.
So you rose out of the South like an islet,
crowned, populated, by plumage and timber,
and I sensed the fragrance of wandering woodland.
I found the dark honey I knew in the forest,
and touched at your hips the petals of shadow
that were born with me and that formed my soul.
