Leave your feedback Share Copy URL https://www.pbs.org/newshour/arts/weekly-poem-physical-portrait-retrato-fisico Email Facebook Twitter LinkedIn Pinterest Tumblr Share on Facebook Share on Twitter Weekly Poem: ‘Physical Portrait / Retrato fisico’ Arts Aug 24, 2009 12:14 PM EDT By Cecilia Vicuna My skull is shaped like a hazelnut and my buttocks feisty over two ticklish melon-thighs. With my heliotrope knees and ankles of pumice stone a neck of African birch none of me is white apart from my teeth, not even the whites of my eyes, which are of an indefinable color. I have twenty fingers I’m not very sure I can keep — they are always on the verge of falling off even though I love them. After that, I end. The rest I keep at the edge of the ocean. I am not shameless enough to tell the truth and every time there is a ditch I fall in because I’m neither cautious nor wary. (Rosa Alcala, trans.) Retrato fisico Tengo el craneo en forma de avellana y unas nalgas fetivas a la orilla de unos muslos cosquillosos de melon. Tengo rodillas de heliotropo y tobillos de piedra pomez cuello de abedul africano porque aparte de los dientes no tengo nada blanco ni la esclerotida de color indefinible. Tengo veinte dedos y no estoy muy segura de poder conservarlos siempre estan a punto de caerse aunque los quiero mucho. Despues me termino y lo demas lo guardo a la orilla del mar. No soy muy desvergonzada a decir verdad siempre que hay un hoya me caigo dentro porque no soy precavida ni sospechosa. Born in Chile, Cecilia Vicuna is a poet and artist. Her visual work has been exhibited at the Museo Nacional de Bellas Artes de Santiago, the Institute of Contemporary Arts in London, the Whitney Museum of American Art and MoMA in New York. The author of 16 books, her poetry has been translated into several languages. Vicuna is also co-editor of the Oxford Book of Latin American Poetry, which was published this month. We're not going anywhere. Stand up for truly independent, trusted news that you can count on! Donate now
By Cecilia Vicuna My skull is shaped like a hazelnut and my buttocks feisty over two ticklish melon-thighs. With my heliotrope knees and ankles of pumice stone a neck of African birch none of me is white apart from my teeth, not even the whites of my eyes, which are of an indefinable color. I have twenty fingers I’m not very sure I can keep — they are always on the verge of falling off even though I love them. After that, I end. The rest I keep at the edge of the ocean. I am not shameless enough to tell the truth and every time there is a ditch I fall in because I’m neither cautious nor wary. (Rosa Alcala, trans.) Retrato fisico Tengo el craneo en forma de avellana y unas nalgas fetivas a la orilla de unos muslos cosquillosos de melon. Tengo rodillas de heliotropo y tobillos de piedra pomez cuello de abedul africano porque aparte de los dientes no tengo nada blanco ni la esclerotida de color indefinible. Tengo veinte dedos y no estoy muy segura de poder conservarlos siempre estan a punto de caerse aunque los quiero mucho. Despues me termino y lo demas lo guardo a la orilla del mar. No soy muy desvergonzada a decir verdad siempre que hay un hoya me caigo dentro porque no soy precavida ni sospechosa. Born in Chile, Cecilia Vicuna is a poet and artist. Her visual work has been exhibited at the Museo Nacional de Bellas Artes de Santiago, the Institute of Contemporary Arts in London, the Whitney Museum of American Art and MoMA in New York. The author of 16 books, her poetry has been translated into several languages. Vicuna is also co-editor of the Oxford Book of Latin American Poetry, which was published this month. We're not going anywhere. Stand up for truly independent, trusted news that you can count on! Donate now