Toothed eyes fly <br />Over still waters <br /> <br />Around us purple lips <br />Flutter from branches <br /> <br />Screams hit the blue <br />And fall onto pillows <br /> <br />Our homes hide <br />Behind narrow backs <br /> <br />Hands clutch at <br />Flimsy clouds <br /> <br />Our veins roll turbid <br />Bed and tables <br /> <br />Of shattered bones <br />Noon has fallen into our hands <br /> <br />And turned all gloomy <br /> <br />An open grave on the face of the earth <br />On your face on my face <br /> <br /> <br /> Trans. by Anne Pennington <br /> <br /> <br />Anonymous submission.<br /><br />Vasko Popa<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/far-within-us-7/
