and when you look at the woman again
you notice she isn' t smiling at all.
but only has an expression:
even the expression on her face
seemed like a smile to you.
In the newspaper the photo of a policeman
raising a truncheon:
Is he being serious? you think.
Does he know what he' s doing?
How can you make him understand that he' s out ofhis mind?-.
and on the street women continue to enter taxis,
all with the same movement
they duck and then clamp down their coats behind them :
gradually you begin to paint these different women
even as something mythical
-old hiccup ofpoets drunk on being- :
when a woman with water in her leg climbs in,
more awkwardly than the others,
and kindly destroys the facile PICTURE .. .
And what do you bring home in the evening?-
Such sights for example, the sight collector answers proudly.
And how do you order them?-
Because my fear of the nonsense is over
they no longer need an order.
And your own impression?-
Because the nonsense is over the sight
has simultaneously become the impression.
And the actual words?-
When I see something, I only say: 0 God!
or: No!
or: Ah!
or simply call out: The evening sky!
or whimper, softly ...
And yet-
Beware of the music of the world!
Beware of the happy ending!
For even when the indescribable day came
you had been warned of previous indescribable days,
