A Project To Change All The Photo Frames Poem by Justyna Bargielska

On a long summer day lawnmowers can work from dusk to dawn.
You can wake and fall asleep to their whirr,
to the story you don't understand, but one day you'll have to
face that phenomenon. And then, farewell, marvelous world,
where anise candy is lascivious simply due to its content
of the letter s.

Since then, you've carried your ration yourself, without taking turns, for with whom.
You see butterflies or rainbows appearing out of the blue
for what they really are - harbingers of a sudden death,
yours or your kind's for many generations on all possible sides.

Translation: Katarzyna Szuster