Poem Of Intervention
it’s war again war poems are again and even
I dream of war so I almost know how it’s like
I lost my scissors this goddamned miłosz
was uncorking wine yesterday it’s always the same
lapse of attention and I cannot find’em
in any of those five or six places they should be
I light a cigarette I do so many cancerigenic things
boys sing dona nobis pacem in a while
I’ll be biting my nails furiously I think
(Kraków, 26 November 1994)
Adam Wiedemann
/Translated © by Paweł Merecz/
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