In olden times - but surely we all know? -
There were so many angels in the sky
That all the other celestial hosts
Found it nigh impossible to get by.
...
In this mausoleum of words
every page guards
an uncertain memory,
a dusty immortality
...
Contradictions
The lips of the summer
on the snow
The sea's look
which dries
Cities deeprooted
blown by the wind
The saliva of the night
on the neck of the day
Lissom watches
handicapped years
Of an unbroken smile
the ruinous image
The gift that was given to you
and does not belong to you
The defeat that needed
the victory
The drought of my thought
and the swamps of your body
The sudden shiver
of the old nightmare
English version by Sapphire / Ramona Lofton