Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Yes the marble eyes

here the corner unfolds
for the horsemen in the narrower chamber
your glass jars

fish in gathered hands

for the mountain that yields to
the whole body's obsession

and the relics that raise their eyes
into sand

the stifling bushes in the room

yet still in the spine
the silent hanger, the pearls

translated by EL & Merl Fluin

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