kairos

the langorous day is fading away 

houses take their tenants home  

while you still search  for the cata-  

                                                            strophe from which  

the moons of this poem would pour out 

the tongue would  gush  in torrents 

through the trough made of  scars 

let it splash  down the torso of 

pastpresentfuture 

and thicken into the nectar of silence 

the houses have already engulfed their tenants  

and you, will you happen at all 

wthout a cata- 

                         strophe 

Translated by Hristo Dimitrov

Edited by Tom Phillips