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trzymam w ustach pasmo slonca ... / Halina Poświatowska

trzymam w ustach pasmo slonca
jak pasmo wlosow
gryze

czasem przyfruwa pszczola
ubrana w krotkie futro
rozmawiam z nia

gwiazdy pociagniete woskiem modlitw gasna
wiatr nie przegarnia wlosow
slonce nie dotyka ust
tylko pszczola
przynosi wiesci o swietle

mowi: elementy czerwieni i zlota
zwiazane doskonale
dojrzewaja
pod lagodnym skrzydlem jesieni

potracam galaz
wolno

brunatniejac
opadaja liscie

elementy czerwieni i zlota
rozsypane

Halina Poświatowska




in my mouth i hold a strand of sun
and as with a strand of hair
i bite on it

sometimes a bee flies up to me
dressed in a short fur
i talk with it

the stars coated with the wax of prayers dim
the wind does not sift through my hair
the sun does not touch my lips
only the bee
brings me the news of light

it says: elements of red and gold
perfectly combined
ripen
under the gentle wing of autumn

i move a branch
slowly
turning deep brown
leaves fall

elements of red and gold
scattered all

Halina Poświatowska

Translated from Polish by Marek Lugowski

Photo by Federica Erra

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