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from the June 2008 issue: The Global Gourmet

Deaf as a Log

for ioan flora

store windows in which I can see you as a blur–
the animals make way for me to kiss the glass.
you're deaf as a log
I ask myself why you ever came here
to cry over the human race.

my armful of roses
smears red into the sky.
I worry my dress will snag
on a thorn.

shouldn't it have taken place in an oyster?
in a snail?

or in freight cars where
cattle wait without water?

you'd rather be eating chicken livers
with onion
and drink a cold beer,
to enjoy yourself
while elsewhere a woman gives birth.

someone promised me
a womb
to give you birth
as if from a glass barrel.

Translations of "surd ca o bute," "după pompei," "claustrofobie." Copyright 2006 Mariana Dan. Translations copyright 2008 by Mariana Dan and Adam J. Sorkin. All rights reserved.

June 2008
The Global Gourmet
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