“Historical brutality”

Translated by Brian Henry
Historical brutality,
you are a poppy.
With a black scepter, silk
wings.
I see everything: the field
of dew and castles’
wedding parties.
Enchant me then, rabble,
the leaves are opening.
Drink me like wine,
say moooo.


Translated from the Slovenian

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