Like a White Airship
Bird existence //in the shadow of constellations
We are the patience of stones //in freezing snow
Where are we now advancing in which time of light?
How much nearer //to time before the creation of dreams?
How many constellations // nearer to time before the mirror?
---Mila Haugová (translated by John Minahane)
---found in The Continental Literary Magazine (Issue 1; Volume 1; Winter 2021)