sonnets for Joshua Beckman II
Red van full of forget-me-nots slides
over streets. I’m trying to find your poem.
I don’t give name to streets. I share them
with people from this town. Red van
full of forget-me-nots. Still. Trying to find
your poem. Red airplane landing on
airport from red town. Blue forget-me-nots.
I never remember airports. I don’t run after
red airplane. Too much of forget-me-nots. Your
poem. Sliding. Van full of streets. Clown
sitting behind the wheel. Red van in front of red
fire station. Sky growing out of red house.
Blue forget-me-nots. Your poem. I share it
with people from this town. Red sky growing out of house.
Translated by Ana Pepelnik