Bundling up the Village

Bundling up the village
mother doesn’t turn
to those remaining  

Before her
            and behind her
            an empty space
filled with oblivion

The houses, cramped
one against another
           won’t let past
           a blade of grass
           a shadow

Branches hold to the roofs
            observe the barrens
featureless

Her palms apart
mother winds on the
ends of the scarf
            grasping
            hedges
            the tower

Far away now,
She is no one\'s

 

Skupivši selo u zavežljaj

Skupivši selo u zavežljaj

Skupivši selo u zavežljaj
majka se ne okreće
za onima što ostaju

Ispred nje
    i za njom
    čistina
puna zaborava

Kuće stisnute
jedna uz drugu
    ne propuštaju
    vlat trave
    sjenu

Grane pridržavaju krovove
    motre pustoš
u kojoj nema oznaka

Raširenih dlanova
majka namata
konce rupca
    uhvativši
    živice
    toranj

Već daleka
ničemu ne pripada