POEMS___Translation by © Hanna Komar, John Farndon

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You will lose everything, but the word will be with you…

 

When everything explodes

And the Earth changes its movement,

The world will feel the first sound

In boundless greatness…

 

The last of the survivors

Will hear a quiet whisper

In the embers…

……………

And these will be Poems…

 

 

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From each letter – a line

Snakes…

Let there be war and

Black rain from the sky.

Together, our letters become leaves…

Let there be no bottom,

We will build an island.

***

 

Day by day non-stop

The field crematorium belches fumes,

There is a queue

For the furnace of graves…

 

The fuel

Whispers in delight,

“We’ll ‘save’ you”

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404.

Translation by © Hanna Komar, John Farndon

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