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from the November 2007 issue

“The sparks from your firesmoky eyes”

The sparks from your firesmoky eyes
kept the room warm for hours,
days, weeks, and months.


I recognized that feeling: the glow.
I recognized that feeling.


Although
it happened in another time, another film.


When you photographed the paradise trees
and I talked with the birds.


Neither of us tasted anything there,
did we?


Translation of "Need sädemed Su tulesuitsusilmis." Copyright Doris Kareva. Translation copyright 2007 by Tiina Aleman. All rights reserved.

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