“Haven’t They Discovered My Absence Yet?” by Yordan Efftimov

The Season of Delicate HungerHe fell asleep on the air mattress
and woke up in the open sea.

How many missed calls fill the phone buried in the sand?
Or is there no signal in this wild gulf, so hard to find?
Will the sunset come soon enough?
Sunburn in the open sea hurts worse
than inhaling after laughter.

Haven’t they discovered my absence yet?

A friend insists that
the castaway has already been saved.
Terrible is the fate of the wandering sailor.

-Yordan Efftimov,
translated from the Bulgarian
by Katerina Stoykova-Klemer
The Season of Delicate Hunger:
Anthology of Contemporary Bulgarian Poetry

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