if the end is the middle I’m here - Edvīns Raups

if the end is the middle I’m here Cook up

something transitory for me Nothing

lost yet the stalactite spirits

and souls Ephemera’s flesh All

draw inward like eyes in the dark Let it happen This

she wants my eyelash Even

the greatest heights go off track

and mess up heads gone empty

peace with peace time with time of hate

with hate. Everything evens out to the measure

which existed before Grimm’s Graal and

Snow White And is this what

now you hear this returning moan

or the desire to separate yet once more fear from

Colossus’ joy To go out into the street like a jungle

and to repeat the first line Yes

as always from the top down ahoy!

brew some tea now and I’ll stop

adding you in And the world once more will walk

in pairs

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Edvīns Raups [Edvīns Struka] (born 1962) Latvia

Translated by Margita Gailitis

Source: Babel Web Anthology