A BEAUTIFUL THING takes place
Poem By Miroslav Kirin
A BEAUTIFUL THING takes place:
the evil as short as the sound.
the snow has abandoned its whiteness,
the touch its body.
in order to make a blood-
bathed body white again,
we have abandoned
our measures & persuasions:
we have afforded ourselves a joy
of being blind, deaf & dumb.
in their newly created lightness
things bounce and never come back.