Things
In experiment
In transformation
Things
Amidst the drear
Received some
Light
As a blind man or so
My hand rose to the
Light
As the man thirsty
For some water cool
In the red deserts
Stretching immensely.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That is a poignant image of a blind man raising his hand to seek out the light he cannot find by sight. The man in the desert will not have even that much consolation since the immensity of Nature overwhelms him. What light shines on him also pours heat over him. These are stark images of a final spark of light before a darkness descends. This poem refuses to give any false hopes about joy or even survival which makes the two experiences of light cited at the end so precious.