To Ilya

details didn’t concern me,

but I’m noticing now

dust specks in a sunray,

a chow-chow …

So wondrous are

the Almighty’s deeds

that I’m a bit blown by it:

got myself some specs, see.

To Phil

growing up’s like taking an icy shower

already you’ve stuck your belly your back under

still one of your heels is holding its breath

must be the scared soul’s in residence there

Translated by Daniel Weissbort