#anna kamienska
We no longer have history
all we have are wasted
moments of life
forty-eight hours
of mock justice
this is not history these are not its bells
a day’s quicksand sinking voices
our funerals in whispering leaves
the embrace above the coffin eyes eyes
and time rolling over us
will not have the face of history
but a fox’s sly and treacherous snout
(Translation by Stanislaw Baranczak & Clare Cavanagh)
Fri, 25 Mar 2022 10:01:14
Anna Kamienska, from “Industrious Amazement: A Notebook,” translated by Clare Cavanagh in Poetry (March 1st, 2011)