draught
the world gets narrower
for the pond-skater

nowhere to hurry
the falling leaves
paint the wind

christening…
washing my face with snow
full of tomtit’s tracks

first day of the year
on the school’s porch
crow’s tracks

calling a friend
a man-to-man talk
about weather

disaster movie
at the bottom of the screen
tomorrow’s weather

our footprints
in heated dust
until the first wind

nine o’clock news
for some reason I take again
the dog’s leash off the hook

my palm
on a frosted window
goes on a bus

abandoned house…
the rain washes the windows
for Easter

sky in the frame -
changing
the ad poster

vanished from the ceiling
the treasure island map …
flat renovation

= Translated by the ULITKA =