In front of Cologne Cathedral
—divided by two black columns—
once more the children
are taking up their songs.
I have watched them playing:
mostly, I have noticed,
they jump from one song to the next,
from one tune
to another.
And today I was given the photo
of your thin fading face,
child, now arrived in your high Hebrew heaven.
And how odd
that I am now sitting on this bench
(a few steps from the Rhine)
watching the water go by,
for I had long thought
that blood would have flowed . . .
Heberto Padilla (1932-2004) Cuba
Translated by Alastair Reid and Andrew Hurley
Source: FSG: Work in Progress
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