Blackbirdan online journal of literature and the artsSpring 2008 Vol. 7 No. 1
TOMAŽ ŠALAMUN

Ancestor

Is it cold?
Are you snowed in?
The tent, does it still creak?

In a field near the Hrpelje-Kozina station
in the year 1911,
a cadet shot himself
in the mouth with a pistol.  end of text

from Gozd in kelihi (Wood and Chalices)
translated from the Slovenian by Brian Henry

 

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