A fox under the pine
tree.
I saw it while reading about
a cricket in a flower pot.
Empty for five
days
the home has grown old
for a whole year.
"The world is
small,
and the theater is large"
- the actor says.
He is omit up
figs
A love offer from
a tree to a mouth.
A cat on the
roof
and two yellow tom cats
- a love problem!
Sparrows on a
wire:
five-lines with notes
- tempo staccato!
What is more
there, there behind the end?
Only dragons.
That star, above,
so distant, so tiny,
has its own name.
The cricket does
not give a damn
to my dream!
It cricks and cricks.
They measure hours
the kid and the drunk
- the time is running away.
Strict, and yet
gentle
an eagle fondles a baby eagle
instead of hands – with a beak.
A child in wonder:
from a strong hug - boom!
The balloon burst.
This tree
I could have embrace it
with my child's palm!
From the
freezing cold
the face shrinks
but not the nose.
A blinded child
on the wall hangs a poster
with a cut circle.
A noisy city
night.
And the sobs are blooming
- to calm me down.
I dreamt of an
angel.
"I'll heal you with laugh"
it said. And sneezed.
The cat on the
treshold.
"Piss" - said the grammy.
The grammy on the treshold.
Dogs and kids on
the alleyes.
A goat in the yard:
gipsy ghetto.
I'm frying a fish.
A cat is stareing into my eyes,
like a mother-in-law.
Sunday in autumn...
The phone is ringing, persistent
As the rain.
After a night
storm
all the firs and the big Cross
leaning to the South.
The rooster came
just in time for lunch.
Our lunch.
Tree pin bounded
by snow
with a jewel on the top
- Morning star!
(translated by:
Irina Ivanovska and Fiona Sampson)
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