The Poisoned Image
‘Como se arranca el hierro de una herida
su amor de las entrañas me arranqué’
Rima XLVIII, Gustavo Aldolfo Bécquer
My young love seared with sulphurous art
Your image eaten in my heart.
One night in rage of pain I tore
The poisoned image from its core.
Now my old age drags weary on,
Your image with my heart withdrawn.