Shakespeare In The Mountains

Two poems by Novoneyra -Slender little spinner always at your spinning always spinning and dreaming in the end to come to nothing. -In the end to come to nothing, that has still to be seen since with the linen threads as I twist them from their place something has to take. -Something has to take and you were right, by faith, since while watching you all the time without realising I went along falling in love. This poem come from Novoneyra's Os Eidos Libro do Courel. I don't usually put the original alongside the translation but I will here. Novoneyra's poems are pure poetic objects: the sound sense is as important as the meaning and, at times, even the visual aspect of the words plays its part. If that sounds enigmatic, wait until tomorrow and I'll give you a couple of examples. -FILANDEIRIÑA delgada sempre metida a fiar sempre a fiar e soñar para logo non ser nada. -Para logo non ser nada eso inda está por ver e pois cas frebas do liño ó torcelas de camiño algo se ha de prender. -Algo se ha de prende