The below translation is from a debut collection of poetry by the Danish writer Keld Vorup Sørensen. The collection, Glemslens Territorier, appeared in 2020, published by mellemgaard.
LIKE THE BIRD
Like the bird blindly
finds its way
into the feline belly
memory disappears
unresisting into oblivion
Landscapes of brazen barrenness and smolten stone
surfaces that go on growing
emptied of landfalls and traces –
only the hoar frost visible
before time’s curvature
I lean back
against the years’ hard-fired brickwork
of wrested life
and disappear
soundlessly
into the rime
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