Walk?! Doesn’t bother me at all…

But these steps I take

Are lengthening a road

That has not even begun.

Walking in the night? who cares?

I’m not afraid of the night

Nor afraid of getting tired:

But on the road I go,

I always pass the same door…

And I begin to believe

In the bad spell of the road:

That if it has not begun

It also wasn’t finished!

I only know that in this fate

I’m going after what I don’t know…

And already I feel tired

Of the steps I have not taken.

Natália Correia

Translated by Diniz Borges

The Cátedra Natália Correia by PBBI at California State University, Fresno, is dedicated to promoting the writings of Natália Correia in the American world.