HIEROGLYPHS OF WORMS

by AZsacra ZARATHUSTRA   May 18, 2007


A wordcinema
by AZsacra ZARATHUSTRA
English translation by AIDar ISMAGILOV

the mystery
of eternity in its
finiteness

to show the edge
when blade is
absent

to follow the trace
of the flame in
the fire

Nothing
casts away no
shadow

to splash out the nectar
for the sake of the drop
of mud

to read
hieroglyphs
of worms

hissing bee
humming with
stream

the grass
hunts on
the wind

the dandelion
as the Mystery of
the explosion

poking of the infant wolves
into the dead
mother-wolf

to build
lost
emptiness

to catch
the butterfly
by bits of fluff

the tiger
leapt out
of the tiger

inosculating
of cut up
worms

howling of
the wolf guards
the swallow

the thorn of the rose
saved the sting of
the bumble-bee

the hair of
the tiger cannot
be cut

the tragedy
of falling
drop

the specks of dust
play themselves their
death

to pull out
from inside
the rose!

bloom
oh, flower, removing
all of us

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