I'm sure you absolutely have to
trust imagination and the tracks
that language takes in pathlessness.
It probably knows. In any case,
it's smarter than we are, probably our only support.
When you walk through the desert you need water
and spare parts for the jeep.
So take everything you find in this dictionary,
and everything you don't. You might need it.
Even later, even when you no longer are —
apparitions of comets over the dunes,
and the stars will shine on.
Translated by Ana Jelnikar and W. Martin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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