{"id":47317,"date":"2026-09-19T19:51:05","date_gmt":"2026-09-20T01:51:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/latinamericanliteraturetoday.org\/2026\/09\/sardine-translated-by-laura-cesarco-eglin\/"},"modified":"2026-09-20T00:27:28","modified_gmt":"2026-09-20T06:27:28","slug":"sardine-translated-by-laura-cesarco-eglin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/latinamericanliteraturetoday.org\/es\/2026\/09\/sardine-translated-by-laura-cesarco-eglin\/","title":{"rendered":"Sardine, translated by Laura Cesarco Eglin"},"content":{"rendered":"

Writing for the first time in Galician, Miriam Reyes crosses the oblique, multi-dimensional passages between Galicia and Venezuela, where she migrated at the age of eight. In <\/span><\/i>Sardine<\/span>, Reyes\u2019 frustrations using her maternal grandfather\u2019s native tongue become confrontations with the insufficiency of language itself, as a means to contain experience, meaning, and the self. <\/span><\/i>Sardine<\/span> lives in the ruptures in space and time forced open by migration and offers memory as a yoke for our discordant selves.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

***<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

as flores rebentan
\n<\/span>eu estoupo
\n<\/span>ti agromas<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

flowers burst
\n<\/span>i explode
\n<\/span>you sprout<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

pasaron moitas cousas dende que deixaron os teus
\n<\/span>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0osi\u00f1os na caixa aquela:
\n<\/span>o primeiro que pasou foi o tempo
\n<\/span>venceu o alugueiro da cavidade onde gardaron a caixa
\n<\/span>a t\u00faa muller colleuna e levouna ao pante\u00f3n dunha veci\u00f1a<\/span><\/p>\n

pasou tanto tempo que parec\u00eda distancia f\u00edsica
\n<\/span>coma se marcharas al\u00e9n da estratosfera<\/span><\/p>\n

tardei en decatarme mais decateime:
\n<\/span>o meu corpo \u00e9 a cavidade que non precisas alugar
\n<\/span>\u00f3llame \/ olla pra min
\n<\/span>te\u00f1o sardi\u00f1as nos beizos
\n<\/span>paseos \u00e1 beira do mar para ti<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

much has happened since they left your bones in that box:
\n<\/span>the first thing that happened is time
\n<\/span>the lease on the cavity where they kept the box expired
\n<\/span>your wife took it to a neighbor\u2019s graveyard<\/span><\/p>\n

so much time had passed that it felt like physical distance
\n<\/span>as if you\u2019d gone beyond the stratosphere<\/span><\/p>\n

it took me a while to realize it but i finally did:
\n<\/span>my body is the cavity you don\u2019t need to lease
\n<\/span>look at me \/ look, at me
\n<\/span>i have sardines on my lips
\n<\/span>walks along the shore for you<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00e1bsida aparello armaz\u00f3n de min
\n<\/span>o que eu che ofrezo non cho ofreceu muller ningunha
\n<\/span>e ofr\u00e9zocho a gati\u00f1as a granel a mares<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

gable grove growth\u2014me, mine
\n<\/span>what i offer you no other woman has
\n<\/span>and i offer it felinely generously oceanically<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

falo de ti
\n<\/span>mais son eu o suxeito
\n<\/span>deste estudo \/ desta paix\u00f3n<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

i speak about you
\n<\/span>but i\u2019m the subject
\n<\/span>of this study \/ of this passion<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00e1s veces det\u00e9\u00f1ome
\n<\/span>na metade desta linguaselvaescura onde te procuro
\n<\/span>a gati\u00f1as<\/span><\/p>\n

que \u00e9 o que espero recuperar?
\n<\/span>como \u00e9 que podo encontrar as palabras
\n<\/span>se non sei en que buracos se esconden?<\/span><\/p>\n


\nsometimes i stop
\n<\/span>midway along this tonguedarkforest where I look for you
\n<\/span>felinely<\/span><\/p>\n

what do i hope to recover?
\n<\/span>how can i find the words
\n<\/span>if i don\u2019t know which holes they hide in?<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

a:<\/span><\/p>\n

destino\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 <\/span>distancia<\/span><\/p>\n


\na:<\/span><\/p>\n

modo<\/span><\/p>\n

sardi\u00f1as \u00e1 prancha
\n<\/span>rapaci\u00f1a ao colo<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n


\non:<\/span><\/p>\n

location\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0<\/span> contact<\/span><\/p>\n


\non:<\/span><\/p>\n

mode<\/span><\/p>\n

sardines on the grill
\n<\/span>little girl on your lap<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

<\/h5>\n
Translated by Laura Cesarco Eglin
\n<\/span>from <\/span>Sardine<\/span> by Miriam Reyes, translation \u00a9 Laura Cesarco Eglin (Ugly Duckling Presse, 2026)<\/span><\/em><\/h5>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sardine<\/i><\/b> is available now from Ugly Duckling Presse.<\/b><\/a>
\nBuy books by the authors and translators featured in this issue on our Bookshop page!<\/b><\/a><\/h5>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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