Rebeka Lembo


Three hay(na)ku


Victor
Hugo might
have said there

were
neither bad
seeds nor bad

plants
but bad
raisers; I, however,

firmly
believe he
must never have

had
little hogweeds
in his garden.

§

Modernité

it
does not
matter if it

does not hurt
it does
not

hurt
if it
does not matter

§

&
I know
I am close;

I’m
almost home.
One last translation.

I
could swerve;
end it all.

«Mon
destin». Algún
día. Todavía. No.

My destiny. Some
day. Not.
Yet.




Rebeka Lembo was born in 1978, has completed a degree in Dramatic Arts, and is now pursuing a degree in Letters & Literature at the UNAM in Mexico City. She maintains a blog, ecce mulier.

 
 
 
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