departure

by Evelina Rudan


departure

things, people and birds depart

they depart all made-up and looking smart

at promenades

no longer called by that name

they depart

I can see only backs of their heads

straight backs and trouser-legs

dancing around heals

of shiny dark-red shoes

those shoes sometimes being me –

sometimes not

© translated by Hana Dada Banak

odlazak

odlaze stvari, ljudi i ptice

odlaze urešeni i obučeni

na promenadama

koje se tako više ne zovu

odlaze

svima vidim samo potiljak

ravna leđa i nogavice hlača

one kloparaju oko peta

u sjajnim tamnocrvenim cipelama

te su cipele katkad ja

a katkad nisu

© Evelina Rudan