The given is ground. You are bound by it
as the eyes are bound – by a frame of nearnesses
surrounding things half-seen : thick, bare
calligraphy and confusion of boughs on air :
It is given, the confusion of the trees
of infinitesimal particles of dust
flies on the grain of paper, grasses
mouths blank in the ground of sight :
Confused, you come back, confusion diffused,
scabies for each of my eyelids, sword for the iris, bare
scene : your navel is the eye of my tree, wide
landscape of chains, of whips, hypodermic for my vein :
ground, trees, thickets, navel, fixed ray
(Ares and Eros) : the writing breathes – nuptial sea.
From Renga, A Chain of Poems by Octavio Paz, Jacques Roubaud, Eduardo Sanguinetti, Charles Tomlinson (translations by Charles Tomlinson). New York, George Braziller, 1971.