Eleven incidental tankas plus one haiku from
HEATHYBOTTOM
Translation
from Estonian by Karel Leet
I
a behaviouristic experiment –
a swamp is taken
a writer is inserted.
additional data:
the input has a bad cold
II
irony would protect us
from making things poetic
to preserve space for the
incisive delight
of freshly sprouted leaves
III
a
small willow grove
across the river reminds us
that among all beings
it is the form of trees that's
truly the most prudent one
IV
a bulky black grouse
on top of a spruce.
we watch it in excitement
fussing with binoculars
while it – as in days of yore
V
a snipe or a gal-
across the river reminds us
that among all beings
it is the form of trees that's
truly the most prudent one
IV
a bulky black grouse
on top of a spruce.
we watch it in excitement
fussing with binoculars
while it – as in days of yore
V
a snipe or a gal-
linago? which name is true?
who would answer that?
„I am a rattler
who would answer that?
„I am a rattler
how come you cannot
hear?”
VI
softly dimmed
pale green
submerged. at the edges
russet-grey cranberry leaves
VI
softly dimmed
pale green
submerged. at the edges
russet-grey cranberry leaves
upside down, bleaching
VII
with Alvydas
two men standing
on the riverbank at night
in great stillness
neither dares to leave
it would make a sound
VIII
VII
with Alvydas
two men standing
on the riverbank at night
in great stillness
neither dares to leave
it would make a sound
VIII
if here in the dusk
one stays quiet for
long enough
maybe some bird will
come close in the end?
gnats. blood will not stand still
IX
within
reach a nightingale's
anxiuos cry is sounding
what is its worry?
what will it eat and where will it get it?
poet, be silent
X
at first the fog
falls down onto the river
then a sandpiper whizzes
across the surface, then the wind,
and so goes it all
XI
it takes its course, its flow,
its whirl, its roll and its ripple
it glides, it advances
it deepens, it dives, it crinkles,
it alters, it self-containes, it becomes
XI
anxiuos cry is sounding
what is its worry?
what will it eat and where will it get it?
poet, be silent
X
at first the fog
falls down onto the river
then a sandpiper whizzes
across the surface, then the wind,
and so goes it all
XI
it takes its course, its flow,
its whirl, its roll and its ripple
it glides, it advances
it deepens, it dives, it crinkles,
it alters, it self-containes, it becomes
XI
Astor who
herds people in a bog
a dog sits in the bus
in a window seat
heading for a hike
a dog sits in the bus
in a window seat
heading for a hike
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