Báseň č. 5

v zenitu cerne Slunce, v obliceji vyraz sumce, vitr mi do zad diry dela, jsem jim hnan, lze do me videt, srdce mi radosti bela, momentalnimu pocitu odevzdan, prostor prolnut intenzivni vuni, krevni potoky peni, v hlave mi celej Vesmir duni, vsude kolem bezednej Mir, tak hluboko k hladine mam blizko….tady a ted je to pravy misto

Poem No. 5

At the zenith – black Sun, the catfish’s face stands out, the wind blows holes in my back, driven by it, I can be seen into, my heart is white with joy, surrendered to the momentary feeling, space permeated with an intense scent, blood streams foaming, the whole universe roars in my head, bottomless Peace all around, so close to the surface… here and now is the place that is right.

Překlad:  Eva Pardoe