On aging.

Wonderful to ask ourselves what being old would feel like?
Bello preguntarse qué se sentirá ser viejo?

I don't wonder what being young would feel like?
Yo no me pregunto qué se siente ser joven?

I don’t because It’s still there,
inside of me for recall as needed,
yo no porque todavía esta allí,
dentro de mi para cuando se necesite.

And yes,
I take naps on my love chair
most always now, keeps me from snoring.
Y si,
me echo mis siestas en el sillón,
ahora casi siempre,
porque me ayuda a no roncar,

Coffee often, never to much!
Café seguido, nunca es demasiado!

More coffee and my notebook,
still in underwear, with a woody,
no appointments on saturdays.
Mas café y mi cuaderno.
todavía en calzones,
con una flecha, no hay compromisos los sábados.

Fidel Guerra.
United States,
April, 2017.

 

Gracias Miramin,
la idea de sentarme a descansar, a pensar y escribir despues del trabajo, es relajante.
Aun, si cuando al ordenar las ideas y cierro los ojos, la siesta me atrape.

Saludos.

Fidel.

 

I think, dear friend, that before you go to take a nap you must improve your English.

Sweet dreams.

Cordially,

Ulpiano

 

So sorry Professor,
I don’t really know what kind of name I should put on how I feel…
maybe without a care, maybe relaxed, maybe getting to know myself for the first time in my life. Whatever it is, I like it!

I’m not sure if it’s where I am right now, or where I come from, wherever it is, it feels great! I’m afraid to move,.. just think maybe I just should stand where I stand until I can’t.
I know my English sucks. Oh well, water under the bridge, got to let stuff like your bullshit go. But maybe, maybe go and fuck yourself before I take a nap, it will make me have good dreams.

Tomorrow’s another day, and I actually look forward to it!
I hope you understand this English much better.

Kindly,
Fidel Guerra,

 

Dear Ulpiano,

please receive through this letter warm regards, hoping you are well and continuing your good work -writings -at large. May this letter serve as a grateful recognition of your kind gesture, well, a bit sarcastic, but I am convinced fully that our conviction of serving others like us, poets, is rewarded by all of us through kind words.

Even if I don’t know you, I have no words to thank you for been, like me, a human being and for that, worth of my respects. Although there is an imagination barrier interfering, allow me to demonstrate my friendship and, please, take into account my apologies and that it always be a pleasure to see you through your writings.

Señor Ulpiano,
por favor discúlpeme por el contenido del anterior mensaje.

Sinceramente,

Fidel Guerra Cuevas.