Snow in march Poem by Branko Cvetkoski

Snow in march



A little more of spring's silence
Piled on the roof-tops
A little longer morning yawn
In bed

Only the untrustworthy fire
Avidly
With a greedy rhythm
Speeds its slender way
Over ceilings and eaves

The day ascends
Sparks return from the sky
In heaven's water-mills
The stone still grind

Go out and open yourself
To the frozen earth
That walks in the yards
Unclothed

Translated by: Antonio Taneski and Graham Reid

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