Ivan Kovacs
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My thoughts drift like diaphanous mists above a marshland,
Where Time keeps weaving endless variations of an unending theme.
Time past, time present, and time future lose their significance,
And become part of the fabric of Life's intricate dream.
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At long last Ithaca had become a haven
And the long hours spent sitting on the portico
Were no longer idleness but a fulfilment.
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Circe
CIRCE
Elisabeth Eybers
Translated from the Afrikaans by Iván Kovács
Are you still listening? My voice is soft,
And my body is so deep and tender:
Let me beg you for one last night
To play your part as the pretender.
Tarry yet until daybreak, and
Then feel free to sail from here
On such far-off manly journeys
About which women only hear.
You must remain the strong,
Undaunted, even if I am caught
Between my shackles and wings,
Painfully stretched and fraught,
To prevent you going, because I still
Haven't learnt how to let you go
As you sail off on this new adventure,
The waves braved by your vessel's bow.
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