The Crystal Forest
THE SIGN OF REMEMBRANCE
The stars go on living in the daytime
as a glint behind your closed eyes
as a sign on your forehead
The dreamt tree flowers
without any formula for beauty
I put my hand on your shoulder
slide two fingers up your neck
past your ear
Trace between centuries
an orange scale of voices
I write our time
from coal to diamond
Soon I'll get fire
a flame
that will spring up between us
– A face that can shine.
The Crystal Forest 1992, translated by Roger Greenwald
Oversættelser
French
La Forêt de cristal
Translated by Carl Gustaf Bjurström
Circé/poésie
Belfort 2000
ISBN: 2-84242-089-6
Slovenian
Kristalni gozd
Translated by Maja Caserman
Aleph
Ljubljana 2004
ISBN 961-6036-51-3
