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Poetry

Here

By Marta Petreu
Translated from Romanian by Adam J. Sorkin & Christina Illias-Zarifopol

I’ve been here too. In the blank white patch (hic sunt leones)
on the map. Here. In the heart of the phosphorous flame
in the core of the star of insomnia of the absence of meaning
here where huge dogs prowl
Yes. In the heart of the wish to die

 

What incandescence. What incandescence
What huge ravenous dogs race in circles around me
race in circles around you

 

You are forbidden to me. I love you but my flesh turns black upon me
a block of coal pure useless alive

 

I want: to touch you to dissolve myself into you
like rain in the sea like earth in water
I want us to be cloaked by one single skin

 

You are forbidden to me. I hear the sharp snap
of my vertebrae
cracking under the black boots of pain
The Iron Age splinters my neck
the white beast which has no master

 

Yes. In the guise of love death plies its trade inside me
(we will die separated)

 

I’ve been here too. Lingered until the white flag was waved. Immersed in the white star
In the heart of the refusal to be

 

I stare at the ravenous dogs racing faster and faster around me
(they know: I am the Jew
you know: I am the Jew
I know: everyone knows I am the Jew)
Here. In the blank white patch. In the heart of this meaningless love

 

of annihilation. In the heart of the refusal to be

English

I’ve been here too. In the blank white patch (hic sunt leones)
on the map. Here. In the heart of the phosphorous flame
in the core of the star of insomnia of the absence of meaning
here where huge dogs prowl
Yes. In the heart of the wish to die

 

What incandescence. What incandescence
What huge ravenous dogs race in circles around me
race in circles around you

 

You are forbidden to me. I love you but my flesh turns black upon me
a block of coal pure useless alive

 

I want: to touch you to dissolve myself into you
like rain in the sea like earth in water
I want us to be cloaked by one single skin

 

You are forbidden to me. I hear the sharp snap
of my vertebrae
cracking under the black boots of pain
The Iron Age splinters my neck
the white beast which has no master

 

Yes. In the guise of love death plies its trade inside me
(we will die separated)

 

I’ve been here too. Lingered until the white flag was waved. Immersed in the white star
In the heart of the refusal to be

 

I stare at the ravenous dogs racing faster and faster around me
(they know: I am the Jew
you know: I am the Jew
I know: everyone knows I am the Jew)
Here. In the blank white patch. In the heart of this meaningless love

 

of annihilation. In the heart of the refusal to be

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