I Came To My Senses

Sur Juana
Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz (1651-1695)

 

Love Opened A Mortal Wound

by Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz

Love opened a mortal wound.
In agony, I worked the blade
to make it deeper. Please,
I begged, let death come quick.

Wild, distracted, sick,
I counted, counted
all the ways love hurt me.
One life, I thought – – a thousand deaths.

Blow after blow, my heart
couldn’t survive this beating.
Then – how can I explain it?

I came to my senses.  I said,
Why do I suffer?  What lover
ever had so much pleasure?

Con el dolor de la moral herida,
de un agravio de amor me lamentaba;
y por ver si la muerte se llegaba,
procuraba que fuese más crecida.

Toda en el mal el alma divertida,
pena por pena su dolor sumaba,
y en cada circunstancia ponderaba
que sobrarban mil muertes a una vida.

Y cuando, al golpe de uno y otro tiro,
rendido el corazón daba penoso
señas de dar el último suspiro,

no sé con qué destino prodigioso
volví en mi acuerdo y dije:–¿Qué me admiro?
¿Quién en amor ha sido más dichoso?

 

 

 

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I am a life-long Minnesotan who resides in Minneapolis. I hope you enjoy my curated selection of sonnets, short poems and nerdy ruminations.

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