El Gato Negro

[...] This latter was a remarkably large and beautiful animal,
entirely black, and sagacious to an astonishing degree.
In speaking of his intelligence, my wife,
who at heart was not a little tinctured with superstition,
made frequent allusion to the ancient popular notion,
which regarded all black cats as witches in disguise.
Not that she was ever serious upon this point,
-and I mention the matter at all for no better reason
than that it happens, just now, to be remembered.
Pluto -this was the cat's name - was my favorite pet and playmate.
I alone fed him,and he attended me wherever I went about the house.
It was even with difficulty that I could prevent him
from following me through the streets.

[Extracto del cuento "The Black Cat" de Edgar Allan Poe. 1843]


[...] Este último animal muy fuerte y bello, completamente negro y
de una sagacidad maravillosa. Mi mujer, que era en el fondo,
algo supersticiosa, hablando de su inteligencia,
aludía frecuentemente a la antigua creencia popular que
consideraba a todos los gatos negros como brujas disimuladas.
No quiere esto decir que hablara siempre en serio sobre este particular,
y lo consigno sencillamente porque lo recuerdo.
Pluto- asi se llamaba el gato- era mi predilecto, mi amigo.
Sólo yo le daba de comer,
y adondequiera que fuese me seguía por la casa.
Incluso me me costaba trabajo impedirle que me siguiera por la calle.

[Intento de traducción del cuento "The Black Cat" de Edgar Allan Poe. 1843]

[Locación: Paris, Francia. 2008]
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