In The Village Of My Ancestors
Vasko Popa
Someone embraces me Someone looks at me with the eyes of a wolf Someone takes off his hat So I can see him better Everyone asks me Do you know how I'm related to you Unknown old men and women Appropriate the names Of young men and women from my memory I ask one of them Tell me for God's sake Is George the Wolf still living That's me he answers With a voice from the next world I touch his cheek with my hand And beg him with my eyes To tell me if I'm living too
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