Péter Závada : THE ONE I AM LOOKING FOR NOW

That you were as cold as ointments.
This was left over from that summer.
To cuddle in the shadow of your sentences,
as if under a tree.

Plus, the difference of pressure,
which turns the breath into sigh.
The problems like empty tin cans
were rattling in your chest.

I think I’m confusing you with your memory.
If I want to reach you,
I have to stretch through time
like through a mirror.

Back then you were the one
who I am looking for now.

Benyamin Bensalah

13.09.2021

Translated from the Hungarian poem of Péter Závada, “AKIT MOST KERESEK”.

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