the superior sun will never move

By ANNA GLAZOVA

the superior sun will never move

chained into itself by the moving heft.

 

for us the sun moves and pulls

the heft behind:

 

tree, bare yourself,

stream, go underground,

someone else, under a rock,

and I into skin and wool and fibers of plants

packing their body on my back for the winter

 

Translated by Anna Khasin

Anna Glazova was born in Russia and now teaches and resides in Hamburg, Germany, and the United States. She is the author of three books of poems, the most recent of which was honored with the Russian Prize for Poetry in 2013. A scholar and a translator of European literature, she has translated into Russian books by Paul Celan, Robert Walser, Unica Zürn, and Ladislav Klima. A volume of her poems, in English translation by Anna Khasin, was published as Twice Under the Sun.

 
the superior sun will never move

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