My Dear Orphans — Артикуляция

Transitions №5

Author: Mikhail Gronas

Translated by Lena Zakharova

My Dear Orphans

1.
the war is today
the talks are tomorrow
but we know
that the talks
is the end

the flood is today
the boats are tomorrow
but we know
that the boats
is the end

the war is today
so love me
the flood is today
so love me
today

2.
if it is a field it is full
of holes and pits and you are
walking and walking and drowning

and drowning drowning and then
you are walking and breathing
through a straw you are breathing

and breathing
and then you are woken up
not to remember anything

***

I am left without a body:
it’s January
there’s no me and it’s shining:
it’s January

take your hand
and reach for
the eye
it is lying

on the bottom

of me
of me

it is lying
of me

reach out for it
return me to me
reach out for it
return me to me

reach out for me

and find

***

nobody answers the phone and can you imagine it crying and can you imagine it trying to be heard
and there’s no
answer

actually I have phoned
to tell you the same as the phone
just another and other and other sound
they all are the same
that is all that I wanted to say
and there’s nothing more I can say

***

thanks to Thee we are loving the simplest
it’s a dove and the heart gets so soft
and the sweater of sky is losing its threads
and the kitchen is losing its pile

it’s just once we are having a chance
and we see what the miracles are
now created by Thee and the angels are here
and the dove and the heart gets so soft

***

it’s the fall and the whole
world is broken on the verge of the road
it is cold and there is no-
one re-turning the axis

you are left
to continue to keep saying yes
as your loneliness and connection
are talking of you and giving each other
presents