Roberto Perez-Franco
Décima

Décima of a Liar from Los Santos in Melbourne*

Machine translation from the original, not yet reviewed by the author.

Original in Spanish

To Ricardito the Liar

It’s the honest truth I’m telling:in the blue sky of AustraliaI saw the sandal flyingthat the devil himself threw off.“Sandal” is a refined wordworthy of the finest poet,but it was more of a “flip-flop”that I saw go whizzing past—fluttering, I would say—in a prodigious pirouette

Across the firmament it flew,that diabolical footwear,leaving a sulfurous dustbehind its airborne motion.And if you don’t believe the windcarried off the loose flip-flopwrapped up in its whirlwind,go and ask a kangaroo!Because it’s true, I swear to you,that here the wind turns around

Notes

* The poem plays on two Spanish sayings for a place at the end of the world: donde el diablo perdió la chancleta (where the devil lost his flip-flop) and donde el viento da la vuelta (where the wind turns around). ↩