(33/365) Poem by Yana Punkina

Katerina has taken on the challenge of translating poems from Bulgarian and publishing 365 of them on her blog during 2015! This is post number 33!

World War

On Monday I bring Death in my purse.
On my desk awaits the next consecutive battle.
These military years are wet concrete –
I’ll either sink, or make an impression
and each button of the jacket turns,
but the voice does not become louder.

Silence – a gray army
streams downwards
and has no intention of conquering
these fields and weeks,
but only level them to the ground.

I take stones out of my purse.
I rummage through.

Author: Yana Punkina
Translated from the Bulgarian by Katerina Stoykova-Klemer

Yana Punkina works at Bulgarian National Radio. She is the author of two books of poetry: Pause (2011) and Parts of the Body (2013).

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