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New Series No. 18 - 2001
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| Marek Baterowicz |
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| Under the Sun's Divine Eye |
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Gazelle clouds soar
over the immense ocean discus
rotating without change
shaken by the planet’s mortal fever
although the waves bring the essence of existence,
and far away change into steel and silver
like snake skin
drowning under the sun’s divine eye.
Oh, my beloved and never met,
the sea effaces your footsteps
and the choir of cicadas wakes to a crescendo
commenting with passion
on our present tragedy,
the drama of this century,
in which the voices of Solon and Sophocles have stilled,
and righteous debaters in columns’ shadow,
at the time when the Gods do not hesitate
to come amongst mortals,
worship the beauty of earthly women,
create demi-gods and heroes.
Now Satan has taken their place,
hatching his sons
under the sun’s divine eye. |
Translated by Ryszard Reisner
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