A list of some observation

A list of some observation. In a corner, it's warm.

       A glance leaves an imprint on anything it's dwelt on.

       Water is glass's most public form.

       Man is more frightening than its skeleton.

       A nowhere winter evening with wine. A black

       porch resists an osier's stiff assaults.

       Fixed on an elbow, the body bulks

       like a glacier's debris, a moraine of sorts.

       A millennium hence, they'll no doubt expose

       a fossil bivalve propped behind this gauze

       cloth, with the print of lips under the print of fringe,

       mumbling "Good night" to a window hinge.

1983, translated by the author.