Black Soil Remembers, But People Do Too

by Asja Bakić


Black Soil Remembers, But People Do Too

soon the last farmer in my family will die

fields of corn and leaves of green lettuce will

wave at him while he disappears

potatoes will hide themselves

deeper in the ground out of sadness

beans will weigh down in their beds,

next to equally sad onions and

delicious, but in human death helpless watermelons

fruits will mourn, but people won’t

he was a shitty person, that’s why

his vegetables thrived 

© translated by Asja Bakić

Crna zemljica pamti, ali ljudi također

još malo pa će umrijeti posljednji

zemljoradnik u mojoj porodici

polja kukuruza i liske zelene salate

mahat će mu dok bude nestajao

krompir će se od tuge sakriti dublje u zemlju

grah će se povijati u svojim lijehama,

tik do jednako žalosnog luka i

ukusnih, ali u ljudskoj smrti nemoćnih lubenica

plodovi će tugovati, ali ljudi neće -

bio je govno, zato mu je povrće tako uspijevalo

© Asja Bakić