poetry
a blue snake
stretches from one to the other
it breaks the shop window
it coils insiduously
around those driven
from the street into the house
it binds hands and learns to cry
the utterance at the service of power
don't throw the mantle of clouds
off my shoulders
remember
in the beginning was the word
in the last night
distorted
eventually
there remains poetry insinuated
like a blue snake
into the cup full of tears
Carmen Firan
translated by Andrei Bantas
Feb 24, 2016
Feb 24, 2016 at 6:20 AM UTC
poetry
a blue snake
stretches from one to the other
it breaks the shop window
it coils insiduously
around those driven
from the street into the house
it binds hands and learns to cry
the utterance at the service of power
don't throw the mantle of clouds
off my shoulders
remember
in the beginning was the word
in the last night
distorted
eventually
there remains poetry insinuated
like a blue snake
into the cup full of tears
Carmen Firan
translated by Andrei Bantas
