Traces in sand | final version
translated poem:
Odgniecenia
-
miromaj Miroslaw Janowiak
Traces in sand
mute signposts
repeatedly blazed trails
but not mine
they don't fit the layout of my palm
anyway in a minute
foamed water will wash away the direction
I feel the ruts
hands of broken clock
odourless and cool
not for drinking
having the strength of oceanic waves
which make the future go to the bottom
Traces in sand
mine by now
but heading for the opposite direction
describe arcs
fade out in darkness
of forgotten dates
so that I won't know
where to go.
mute signposts
repeatedly blazed trails
but not mine
they don't fit the layout of my palm
anyway in a minute
foamed water will wash away the direction
I feel the ruts
hands of broken clock
odourless and cool
not for drinking
having the strength of oceanic waves
which make the future go to the bottom
Traces in sand
mine by now
but heading for the opposite direction
describe arcs
fade out in darkness
of forgotten dates
so that I won't know
where to go.
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