Ice-bound, folded; internal rhyme
of the earth; is silent next to a stone,
maybe shy;
not a stream
nor living vein
under the ice, he is
like mercury, quicksilver tear,
a plaster cast of dislocated
space;
the women’s furs
walking sway
the church.
Translated by
Ewa Chrusciel
1In Polish Krynica is a famous city with natural springs and the term „krynica” means „a spring.”