Prevod dela: (skoraj pesem)
Avtor izvirnika: Helena Zemljič (MalaSenca)
"Do any stars shine green?" I ask you.
And you: "How come you don't read lists?
Do you even know when Murakami was born?
Or who wrote The Summer Without Men?"
"It doesn't matter …" I sigh quietly
beholding the remains of screaming seagulls
and dead piers in your hair.
"Don't mumble. I don't understand."
And a few more heavy words roll off your tongue.
Then they crawl under your feet begging you
to take them back - to smooth them and throw them
in the sky.
I'll catch them. I promise.
I'll hold them in my hands for a moment,
mend their wings …
and again they'll be
where the stars shine green
and the poems are
always full of