I let the fish spawn in me
And the seaweed heal me.
I let the wind inhale me
while weevils destroy a flower.
I bloom to make a landing strip for dragonflies,
hold myself high as a skyscraper
so even a bird may land.
Where will the daughters of the sun go today
so splendidly dressed?
The water glitters, glimmers, deceives,
hiding water fleas in its grasses.
There is a fortune gift-wrapped here.
Indestructible metal shines at the end of a string.
The reflection of a lucky catch - very near.
Crouching in a coltsfoot leaf,
leaning against a bulrush,
lying on a water lily,
swinging on the tip of a sweetflag,
the poem continues…
Only a bird flies over the moaning,
scaring a pair of frog lovers.
Māra Zālīte (born 1952) Latvia (born in Russia)
Translated by Margita Gailītis
Source: Latvian Literature
And the seaweed heal me.
I let the wind inhale me
while weevils destroy a flower.
I bloom to make a landing strip for dragonflies,
hold myself high as a skyscraper
so even a bird may land.
Where will the daughters of the sun go today
so splendidly dressed?
The water glitters, glimmers, deceives,
hiding water fleas in its grasses.
There is a fortune gift-wrapped here.
Indestructible metal shines at the end of a string.
The reflection of a lucky catch - very near.
Crouching in a coltsfoot leaf,
leaning against a bulrush,
lying on a water lily,
swinging on the tip of a sweetflag,
the poem continues…
Only a bird flies over the moaning,
scaring a pair of frog lovers.
Māra Zālīte (born 1952) Latvia (born in Russia)
Translated by Margita Gailītis
Source: Latvian Literature
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