The bridge

by Peter Macsovszky


The bridge

the words of this poem

cannot survive in isolation.

they are afraid of: fear

of the moving frontiers

of emptiness...

the words of this poem

need companions,

even though sometimes

they are treacherous and unreliable...

the words of this poem

need other words

of this poem

to form a chain:

a chain bridge

to be able to

walk along and throw down

trite sounds

and shrivelled,

invalid meanings

that they never

tallied with,

no bonds between them

ever being formed.

© Peter Macsovszky, Ambit (Drewo a srd, 1995), translated by Marián Andričík