melting & burning


“In a Hospital” – Anna Kamienska
June 13, 2012, 5:44 pm
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By the side of an old woman
who is dying in a corrider
no one stands

Staring at the ceiling
for so many days already
she writes in the air with her finger

There are no tears no laments
no wringing of hands
not enough angels on duty

Some deaths are polite and quiet
as if somebody gave up his place
in a crowded tram

(Translated by David Curzon and Grazyna Drabik)

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