I have built a house on a firm foundation.
"We are Futurians ."
And I did all that as a beggarman,
a thief, a man with a curse on his head.
Translated
By
Paul Schmidt
Kendra Kopelke
GIRL ASLEEP AT A TABLE
In the quiet room
a girl is seated at the table,
her head resting against her hand.
You see she is asleep
so you want to turn away, embarrassed,
yet you feel
strangely welcome, as if you
are the subject of her inner gaze,
the stone that holds the plum,
and to leave would be
the sharp unraveling of everything
she has put to rest,
the tapestry heaped before you,
the white jug, the bowl of fruit,
the light pushing open the door-
Behind her another room is empty
except for the dark mirror framed
on the wall, where you imagine
