This poem is taken from PN Review 262, Volume 48 Number 2, November - December 2021.
Five Poems
Translated by Stefan Tobler
mechanics of the pictorial world
taking down the swing
in autumn & putting it up
in April. day after day
the suburb commutes under
the trees and hour after hour
from the sky above courtyards
pulverised swallows fall & neatly
stuffed ones come up: the
gravity in their eyes hangs
raw as an egg
over the globe over
the man at the next table
(his face he leans in sleep
against the lamp) and over
the slender animals here
...
mechanics of the pictorial world
taking down the swing
in autumn & putting it up
in April. day after day
the suburb commutes under
the trees and hour after hour
from the sky above courtyards
pulverised swallows fall & neatly
stuffed ones come up: the
gravity in their eyes hangs
raw as an egg
over the globe over
the man at the next table
(his face he leans in sleep
against the lamp) and over
the slender animals here
...
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