Calm

Cinema
Calm
Dub Poem
A Question of Beginning
Let

let me go back to the old hardened trees
let me scoop up from a lake
let me tread the same river twice
let my words be as long as a moment
let the kiss be like a cold evening
after a hot day
let my complexion be synonymous with green
let sweat drizzle down my nose like a tear drop
let deer and rabbits come
let blueberries ripen
let the city be a small and friendly town-square
let it for ever
let it for sometimes
let it for today and tomorrow
hold true what we say
and let people with names appear in poems
let the world wait for a change
let our bare feet be tickled by green grass
let us grow breasts
let the poem have no end
let no one ever lose out
and let the sea be like the sky
the sky like the sea
feelings like a small friendly house
let the trees be thick branches hard leaves green
let all of us be sailors in the night.
slowly pushing on the pedals
and let there be devilishly many suns
and only two traffic roads
let people care about us
and know why they do
let small remain big
let skin be tense like a horror film
a hand still like a rabbit
and let the eye be full of clouds.

Translated by Ana Jelnikar

2018-08-21T17:23:01+00:00 October 11th, 2008|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 61-62|0 Comments