S kredo te pišem.
Drobi se prijetno,
v delcih,
kot babje pšeno,
Posipam praskanko,
mehčam robove tal.
V suhih črkah si,
ne prijemlješ se name.
Le padaš tu in tam
skozi zrak v svoji
skrhani prašnosti.
Pišem te s kredo.
Tako si želel.
Kreda se zlahka izbriše.
I write you in chalk.
Smoothly it crumbles
In particles
And mellows like sleet.
I powder the etching,
I soften ground edges.
In dry letters you exist,
Not clinging on me,
Only falling here and there
Through the air,
Jagged in your dustiness.
I write you in chalk
As you wanted me to.
Chalk wipes off easily.
Aleksandra Kocmut - Kerstin