Alex Slawinski – Polish poet, writer, musician, painter, journalist. Soul with many talents. He published a few poetry books. His work can be found in numerous anthologies.
A guy with a big poodle on the path by the canal.
Does he not have a home, that he wanders here in the rain?
Because even I do not know what to do here today.
But habit still attracts me to come to this place.
Wet umbrella, wet boots,
Dreams about you wet, too.
That is all that is left
From the Summer Garden of Eden.
Red fruit drops.
Soon everything will be covered by frost.
The night will be as long as eternity.
And you-so distant, like last Summer.
Today, I walk again, swallowing the deadly silence.
I feed barnacles alone, even my hand is shaking.
Maybe, I will read my poems to you once again.
In another place, time… When it stops raining.
Translated by Bozena Helena Mazur-Nowak