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The Jurassic rain burst into the room

like an army at drill:

Peace – peace – peace be with you

Then it fell silent

(on the roof of the caravan 

and the slightest rustle

sounds like the tread of a marten)

“Give me a kiss,” he said.

Get out, I yelled, who invited you here!

“Who invited you, invited you,

who invited you here …”

The doors and windows thundered

and the flag screeched like sheet metal …

Translated by Tom Phillips

The Bulgarian text first appeared in Празна зора/Empty dawn (Small Stations Press, 2019)