Aljif7's Blog
Tuesday October 28, 2025
AREA: Poetry
Poem # 8 / Poema # 8
Original Title / Título original:
Cables de Medusa / Medusa’s Cables
Introduction (Feel free to skip if you’ve read previous poems in the series)
As I’ve mentioned before, this series — Alchemy of Poetic Words / Alquimia de Palabras Poéticas — is a project I began in 2013. It’s a quiet collection of poems born from memory, emotion, and fleeting moments, carefully gathered over the years in my notebooks. Back then, I dreamed of turning them into a book, each paired with original illustrations by Salvador Jaramillo, a gifted designer and colleague from Mexico. Salvador illustrated works by Indigenous writers, and his art carries a deep, poetic connection to Mexican culture.
Now, here we are — with Poem #8. In this one, Salvador’s design looks perfect. So this one is brief. It gives you a taste of that Alchemy… A drop of Alchemy which is becoming a kind of Vintage, maybe in some years no more Medusa’s Wires.
Alquimia de Palabras Poéticas (#8): Cables de Medusa
Cables de Medusa
¡Que modernidad tan rara!
Nos escuchamos desde cualquier punto, Nos leemos desde cualquier distancia:
Cables de medusa distanciándonos
a todos.
¿O no?
Alchemy of Poetic words (#8)
English version
Medusa’s Cables
What a strange modernity!
We hear each other from any location,
We read each other across any distance:
Medusa’s Cables distancing
us all.
Isn’t it?
I am curious whether ‘Cables’ or ‘Wires’ sounds better to you. Here is a small interpretation of how modernity wraps around us.
I would love to hear how would you answer them in the comments!
I would like to experiment with AI, but for now I am just playing with Qwen image generating.
I like this AI version with a touch of a futuristic look.
Still, I wonder: Would you like to see more visual interpretations? Perhaps alternate AI versions, or even your own sketch in response (maybe an image with the challenging moment)? If this poem stirs an image in your mind, I’d be honored to see it.
Thank you for reading — and for holding space for these small, searching into a dream.
