
10th May 2022
Poetry
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Two in the midst
translated by John Minahane
10th May 2022
1 minute read
All of time’s layers are in motion //claims upon light and dark
Are rising//their splendid heads and hair (silk)
Mouths in moist recesses //whatever else they may enjoy
In this time of absolute pride.
Pale cross on the brow // near to zero and infinity
(one day you’re everything for him next day you’re nothing)