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SPAROWS ON WIRE

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1.

A fox under the pine tree.
I saw it while reading about
a cricket in a flower pot.

2.

"A Bare Mountain".
Contrary to the name
- forest everywhere.

3.

Empty for five days
the home has grown old
for a whole year.

4.

Before going to sleep
my great-grandmother combs
                                            her hair.
So as to be tidy for the next morning.

5.

My great-grandmother
I used to believe, was an angel
with white hair.

6.

A punctured ball.
There's no one to shield it
from the summer sun.

7.

Is it possible?
Red with green?
Yes, gladiola!

8.

"The world is small,
and the theater is large"
- the actor says.

9.

This tree too
I could have hugged
with a child's palm

10.

He is picking up figs
A love offer from
a tree to a mouth.

11.

- It's a bad storm here -
you phone me. - And there?
- Shine. And... I am alone.

12.

Middle of a big town
Gurgling fountain in the yard
Ana drinks tea.

13.

On the middle of a river
Angle-like isle aroused.
A thrown cooker.

14.

A cat on the roof
and two yellow tom cats
- a love problem!

15.

Sparrows on a wire:
five-lines with notes
- tempo staccato!

16.

A drop of summer rain
lonely on the palm
Touch with a miracle.

17.

What is more
there, there behind the end?
Only dragons.

18.

Marigolf yellow
egg yolk is
on a short stalk.

19.

Murmur in a forest:
A stream is knitting
running through a net.

20.

"The sun is a star"
morning song sings
a playful woman.

21.

That star, above,
so distant, so tiny,
has its own name.

22.

The cricket does not give a damn
for my dream!
It cricks and cricks.

23.

I awake sweaty.
A scream cut the night.
A man? A bird? A ghost?

24.

Your voice - a river.
Toward the well above
I am travelling. Warm.

25.

A turtle and a cat
newcomers are both
on my doorstep they sleep.

26.

Rider on the Moon
that jumps like a ball.
I am sailing down the river.

27.

They measure hours
the kid and the drunk
- the time is running away.

28.

Sheep on the hill
on the other one, sheep again
between them - a river.

29.

They say: a landloper is
Rudi, the striped cat
For me - a friend!

30.

Hard, and yet gentle
an eagle fondles a baby eagle
instead of hands - a beak.

31.

Behind the wall it hides
my mother's shadow
still young.

32.

"Warm coffee"
- a cup is passing me Salko
the Threefinger.

33.

A house without an owner
For the cats wanderer
a main jack pot.

34.

A child in wonder:
from a strong hug - boom!
The balloon burst.

35.

Leaves on the birch
rattling twinkle
on a pale ear.

36.

The old gate
someone just the mouth partly only
to pass through the doorstep.

37.

Washed child
turbid clouds watching:
"Dirty sky".

38.

I cough, it echoes
on that side of the park
- unsuited spring.

39.

This tree too
I could have hugged
with a child's palm!

40.

It was in my lap
now it is already outside
cat on electricity.

41.

An old man in the park
is watching the smooth leaves
with creases from winkles

42.

From the freezing cold
the face shrinks
but not the nose.

43.

A final view:
a room full with windows
and the sunset - one.

44.

A confused sparrow:
on the icy grains of cold
- imagined crumbs.

45.

The park without birds.
On the branch of the street's tree
two loud nests.

46.

A shot in the night.
In the devided city
we all are victims.

47. A blinded child
on the wall hangs a poster
with a cut circle.

48. A tree under the bridge
comes nearer to the river
this spring.

49.

A thin flute
under the pilot's coat:
a present from the East.

50.

Midday in the South:
in the sky a fish is flying
in the fish-farm - a reflection.

51.

There will be no spring
for the dry bough
not even for a goodbye.

52.

Midday or midnight?
In the sleepy eyes
love is nesting itself.

53.

On the top of a pine
a crow is swaying, above it
a sparow is flying.

54.

"Donkey" river,
above, by the well
a watering hall for dawns.

55.

In front of the traffic lights
I am eight in a row - and a miracle!
Scent of a sob.

56.

A loud city night.
And the sobs are blooming
- to calm me down.

57.

Sleepy baby bird.
The city sleeps at night.
But, the buses?

58.

Long ago letters
bitter - sweat crumbs
from a abundant table.

59.

A view from the hill
the square as a palm
with dwarfs on it.

60.

The train is slithering
through the window you see:
travelling comic book.

61.

I dreamt of an angel.
"I'll heal you with laugh"
it said. And sneezed.

62.

It was a hare.
Fattened and spoiled, it got
rabbit-like ears.

63.

The cat on the treshold.
"Piss" - said the grammy.
The grammy on the treshold.

64.

The palace is the same.
The fashions similar.
A postcard, 1949.

65.

On the Bol's beash
kids selling shells.
I've bought one for myself.

66.

Dogs and kids on the alleyes.
A goat in the yard:
gipsy ghetto.

67.

I'm frying a fish.
A cat is stareing into my eyes,
like a mother in law.

68.

Jackdaws croaking.
My father is picking the grape:
"They'll have their share".

69.

On the highest peak of
the foamy wave, he saw eternity.
Him, Hokusai!

70.

Sunday. Automn.
Persistant as the rain
the phone rings.

71.

Leaned on my ellbow,
I'm watching:
my trousers washed ina circled
                                            whirwing.

72.

After a night storm
all the firs and the big Cross
leaned to the South.

73.

In front of a traffic light
a pregnant Gipsy beging.
She's cold for two.

74.

A bouquet on the bench.
An offer for the next
lonely stroller.

75.

A mountain house.
Only a step from the eye.
A whole hour walking.

76.

A stone in the brook
overgrown with fine hoarfrost.
An ornament for Christmass.

77.

A brook in a winter.
Frozen, running drop
swallowed a branch.

78.

As a yolk in flour,
yellow kitten in a snow.
A hand of snowflakes-whipped cream.

79.

Two yellow kittens
with tails tied in a knot
watching snow for the first time.

 

 

© Aleksandar Prokopiev
© Irina Ivanovska, Fiona Sampson and Maja Georgievska, translated

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© E-magazine LiterNet, 13.01.2006, № 1 (74)