As the thunder booms
above the shuddering lake
these birds keep singing
Cigarette in mouth
she bends over to collect
our cabin’s garbage
For breakfast, some flies
circling raspberry donuts—
and a dog with fleas
translated from
Velko’s Bulgarian
*
Awake while they snore—
electrical hum and drips
of faucet water
Awake while they snore—
the purple coat on the chair
looks calm and alert
Awake while they snore—
a zigzagging fly decides
to land on my thumb
*
Awake while they snore—
such a luscious symphony
of these birds at dawn!
On the white pavement
a tiny red ant scurries
to avoid raindrops
Summer afternoon—
is that toad-faced cloud trying
to tell me something?
*
Cool rippling water
from a tilted blue bottle
pouring into me
A gleam in his eye
with the first sip of cold beer,
sunset behind him
Open book unread,
watching the downrushing rain—
wet pattering sound
*
Gushing summer rain—
I dream of my tombstone phrase:
A friend of the cats…
.
No comments:
Post a Comment