Today I’m thinking of only one thing:
a picnic in the snow.
I was going to say “picnic in the light,”
even wrote “picnic in the lig,”
but stopped in time.
It’s so nice when
you think you’ve stopped in time.
And the next moment
the back of your car is rammed
by some ass who couldn’t.
a picnic in the snow.
I was going to say “picnic in the light,”
even wrote “picnic in the lig,”
but stopped in time.
It’s so nice when
you think you’ve stopped in time.
And the next moment
the back of your car is rammed
by some ass who couldn’t.
-Yordan Efftimov,
translated from the Bulgarian
by Katerina Stoykova-Klemer
The Season of Delicate Hunger
(Accents Publishing)
Yordan Efftimov was born on January 23rd, 1971 in Razgrad. He holds a Ph.D. in Bulgarian literature from St. Kliment Ohridski University. He teaches theory of literature in New Bulgarian University in Sofia. Yordan has worked as an editor and columnist, and has hosted radio and television literary programs. He is the author of eight books of poetry, most recently The Heart is Not a Creator (2013), along with five monographs and two textbooks on modern and ancient literature. He lives and works in Sofia.
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