Kovič Kajetan:
The Water Of Life
comes and knocks
softly at first like rain in the early morning
on the windows of diners
where workmen drink their hurried teas
comes from the lukewarm air
from the glass autumn
tasting of the mountain in blossom
and the thrill wolves feel
and just touches hands and feet
and skin the whole body over
comes with the vertigo of windmills
screws
and strong machines
into the mad
dynamic day
into the white heart of the world
comes and says:
I am the water of life
where do I flow
where do I flow
Kajetan Kovič
(1931 - ) A poet, writer and translator. He graduated in comparative literature at the University of Ljubljana. For many years Kovič worked as a journalist and editor; now as a freelance writer. In 1978 he won the Prešeren Prize for lifetime achievement. Kovič is the author of widely read fiction for adolescents and poetry for children. In addition, he has published four novels. Kovič, an excellent translator of Eluard, Rilke, Trakl and other twentieth century poets, writes with a professed allegiance to strict form and neo-Romantic imagination. His poems of loss, the melancholy passing of time, and major historical disruptions as they are revealed in everyday details, produced some of the most popular as well as highly accomplished poems. His work is translated into a number of European languages.By the same author
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