My poem/play dedicated to 19th century sculptor Camille Claudel. I first performed it at the Pitshanger Poets reading, during the My Muse Festival at Questors Theatre, London: Oh Camille! What happened to your art, Camille? Why do you no longer craft beautiful things? I asked her this when I visited her in the asylum. It’s a psychiatric asylum, mercifully we do not use such words anymore. Camille has been here for decades, since 1913 in fact. We are sitting in the garden. Y

My translation of a poem from 'Walden or Life in the Woods' by Henry David Thoreau. This is a project launched by Árdora Ediciones, with several poets contributing with their translations. Here is my translation into Spanish: And here are my comments:

Obsession number one... Look around you, but keep it to yourself: this is the gratuitous strife we were invited to, this is the scene where affliction wrecks the sienna-heart well before the end is due: you may choose to deliver a message of no surrender, but your death will remain a pending matter Obsession number two oh, the gleeful state of minds accepting the ticking of a lifespan as more than what it is: might we bear witness to this delusion, blood a pot of ink