look look look
until you become so sheer
that you allow swallows
to nest in your breast Touch
my tiny fingers so you can float
in the air over shades
With eyes closed balance barefoot
on the rough hemp rope
Under the palms of your hands
over the night my whispers gather:
I will never sleep again
You will never visit Africa



Look At Me (Translated from Estonian by H.L. Hix)

Jüri Talvet


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