National dishes Poem by Karol Chmel
National dishes
irrational weapons:
sextant, compass and the sixth sense
moorings under trees
are measured out
by definitive jingoist
(wayfaring
from here to there)
in a single
abstract moment centres
of gravity move
and then
coffee of return
if you believe in return
raven's song
if ravens
can be singing
Translation: Pavol Lukáč
Tuesday, November 8, 2016
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