Jorge Carrera Andrade - Insular

I would rather go to Moluccas
To enjoy the taste of muscatos,
To Moluccas, where fruits are mellow
With a fragrance of clovel spices. 

I  would rather land on the seashores
Near  Capo Verde Islands
To caress cockatoo’s feathers,
Wash my face with the pure silence.

I would rather sleep  on the  beaches,
Stroll the sandy land for hours,
And inhale iodine odours
From the briny sea flowers.

On Fernando-Po  I would settle,
Or somewhere on Galapagos,
Where in sweet guava shadows
I would  idle  in scorched  summers.   

I would spend the nights on Jamaica
Or perhaps  somewhere on Hawaii
Drowning and again buoyant 
Over guitars'  gentle whinin'.

I would end my days on an atoll
Most  forsaken and most  virgin
Reining over the wild crowds
Of the seashells and blue urchins.

And upon selling soul to sunshine,
Learning all the birds’ wording,
I would dwell on the  pathless island
Half a goblin,  half a warden.

(From Registro del Mundo: Antologia Poetica 1922-1939)
 
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Хорхе Каррера Андраде (1902 - 1978) - эквадорский поэт, один из наиболее значительных поэтов Латинской Америки наравне с Хорхе Луизом Борхесом, Винсенте Гарсия Уидобро, Габриелой Мистраль, Пабло Нерудой,  Октавио Пазом и Цезарем Валлехо.