She longed to be an island
She longed to be an island,
She loved the unbridled madness of them, the islands,
She longed to arrive to an island that, perhaps, wasn't an island
Divest herself of the ruinous, stony loves
She longed to be an island
To only inhabit the sea's waistline
And not leave or return
To only be an island
Island of the night
Island of the dawn
Islands.
Copyright Credit: Margorie Agosín, "She longed to be an island" (translated by Jacqueline Nanfito) from The White Islands. Copyright © 2016 by Margorie Agosín. Reprinted by permission of Swan Isle Press.
Source: The White Islands (Swan Isle Press, 2016)