A Stranger at Home, at Home Elsewhere
So many times I said to myself—
you should finish the work at home
you should burn everything to ashes
Then
like a cold fly I stumbled
around the city lights of the world
Tonight
when all the lights and senses are mute
The root (that yesterday crunched between the teeth)
now lures me back
to become its own sprout—
a head impaled on a stake
translated by Zoran Ančevski and James McKinley (New Letters, Summer 1989, University of Missouri, Kansas City)