Never have I seen
sadder eyes than Laika’s,
never so lost a look!
Paddling with her soft paws
...
Like two oranges
walking in the park,
cleaners,
among the lively pigeons,
...
I opened the door
and saw my mother:
there she was,
in the middle of the room, standing,
...
I should turn my back on them,
those behind untransparent window seals
of office buildings,
them, the invisibles,
...
It’s a cat and mouse play
between you and me,
you scoundrel,
you bird of prey,
...
A man and a woman
lie close to each other
like a pale crescent.
...
Leaves auburn burn in autumn sunlight -
all forest ablaze.
What a magnificant maze is life
before winter comes, in black and white,
...
Sometimes I go to distant places,
as far as the city bus reaches,
finding myself in spooky suburbs,
immersed in pitch black night,
...