By Boris Poplavsky
(Translator’s Note: The italicized words (in parentheses) below are variant translations of the immediately preceding word.)
Le voyager descends au centre de la terre
Softly passing off roads to the west
The sun
We've taught ourselves various things.
We've been at the pole
Where ice recalls logical recalls (coils, retours)
While the water's depth
Is like space
Everything's waived (resigned, forsook)
Only in the distance memory speaks with God