DESCRIBING THE MUNDANE

by Alen Brlek


DESCRIBING THE MUNDANE

For days I’ve been trying to describe parquet. Parquet is
unvanquishable, it agrees only to scratching 
and it’s always potentially full of water.
Parquet is an indescribably harrowing version of the East,
a cherriless space. A journey of palms and
feet into the pain of a lonely man.
I shall not agree to dying above parquet level,
just as I don’t agree to trams, lifts,
clocks and hate.
Parquet is an indescribably permanent absence of oxygen
and her.

 

Translated from the Croatian by Mirza Puric

OPISIVANJE SVAKODNEVNOG

Danima pokušavam opisati parket. Parket je
nesavladiv, pristaje samo na grebanje
i uvijek je potencijalno pun vode.
Parket je neopisivo mučna verzija istoka,
prostor bez trešanja. Putanja dlanova i
stopala u bol usamljenog.
Neću pristati na smrt iznad parketa,
kao što ne pristajem na tramvaje, liftove,
satove i mržnju.
Parket je neopisivo trajni izostanak kisika
i nje.