Yolanda Castaño

We are making a detailed inventory,
like the herbarium of an unforeseeable constellation.
First are the lilies, adornment of splattered stars;
the dahlias and the chrysanthemums;
the poppies need to be included because those tiny, shy flowers also deserve it.
The fig tree's flower is subliminal.
The most bookish of all: the capitula of the infloresences.
The orchid is clearly a lascivious flower,
it too closely resembles–I shan't go there.
The hibiscus fills the afternoon with whims and proverbs.
Hydrangeas: tell me how happy I was here.
There are the iris, the lavender, what is called the tea rose.
And then there is the magnolia that, as its name indicates,
must once have been the emblem of some kind of Mongol sovereignty.
Callas, anemones, the rhododendron's hardened indication.
Then there are other prodigies findable in distant latitudes,
like the unspeakable chilamate flower,
that is felt but not seen, like
that deep love that rises like a bellow from the knees.
There are
water lilies, Chinese roses, dandelions.
We also have cosmos and sage and impatiens but those are already
more conceptual flowers.
The passion-flower is like the throne of an answer, the
                                                   canopy of a consideration.
There are flowers that forever bear the name of the first eye that saw them.
Lilacs, marigolds, carnations.
I cannot forget the mimosas, swarm of tiny warnings,
nor my most spoiled: the indecent scent of the bougainvilleas.

But, I already told you–I don't know, it's strange,
I've passed by here so many times and
no,
I never saw you
before.

我们正在做一个详细清单，
如同不可预见之星座的标本馆。
首先是百合，散落的星星装饰；
大丽花，菊花；
罂粟也收因为这些身材细小的害羞花朵也值得一提。
无花果树上的花是潜意识之花。
最书卷气的是：穗状花簇的花冠。
兰花显然是淫荡之花，
过分类似于——我就不描述了。
芙蓉使下午充满了奇异幻想和谚语。
绣球：告诉我在这里我曾经有多快乐。
还有鸢尾花，薰衣草，被叫做茶玫瑰的植物。
然后是玉兰*，正如这名字所示，
曾是某种蒙古*君王的标志。
马蹄莲，银莲，杜鹃的硬朗迹象。
然后是遥远纬度才找得到的其他神奇，
比如难以言状的奇拉曼特花，
能够感觉到却看不见，如同
从膝盖上发出低沉呼唤一样的深深的爱。
这里有
河流盾牌—睡莲，中国玫瑰—月季，狮齿—蒲公英。
也有秩序花，巧遇花，心绪花，但这些已经
更多地是概念性花朵。
百香果像答案的宝座，
                                    思考的华盖。
有些花永远带有第一眼见到时的名字。
丁香，金盏，康乃馨。
我不能忘记的含羞草，一丛微小的警告，
也不能忘记我的最爱：三角梅的不雅的热情香味。

不过，我已告诉过你——我也不明白，真奇怪，
我经过这里无数次，
不，
我以前从来没有

见过你。