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  STANZAS FOR MALGOSIA

I

when you come and make my mouth all smiles I am a mirror
in which your eyes sparkle when you come to view yourself in me
I wait in my garden heavy with apples cherries captive in
my arms when you come

I bring fruit for your hungry mouth
for your thirst the moisture of my meadows
when you come
standing at an open window I wait
with stars' eyes restlessly I inspect the night

II

it's still early my love the birds are still asleep
soothe ruffled wings of kisses
your voice woke the sun's honey bees
they're dancing over my head full of sleep
with crickets' wings your voice
flicks silence off my eyelids love
and yet birds are asleep

it's early my love yet with a touch of lips
you make dawn in my house and in my sky
the sunrise outlines the swaying leaves of poplars
drops of the morning drizzle shine on leaves
and I give you to drink my love yet trees are asleep


  * * *
for all my love - brother Angel
you gave me gold for the background
and a sky-blue dress
you pinned a pair of wings on me

and lifted me into the sky
yet I am not a star
none of my rays tore the darkness
in the dark I can only love

and of colors I know nothing
in my clenched fists gold turns black
blood swallows up the blue
and tightly to earth
- like my body to yours -
my sky snuggles down 		* * *
my God have mercy on me
why have you created me in the unlikeness
of hard rocks

I am full of your secrets
I change water into the wine of yearning
wine - I change into a flame of blood

God of my agony
pad with satin breath
the empty nest of my heart

lightly - not to crush the wings
breathe into me a bird
with a voice silver from loving