Dekleva Milan:
Anaximander’s Wake
A silent house. A mouse-silent woman
is breathing her dreams beside me. Earth-silent
is my wake, scared, stunned, without a memory.
I wake, solemnly waiting, and touching my love
hot between her legs. What is it I am waiting for?
Nothing. Nobody. What is the purpose of such a horrible eternity?
Death? Maybe I no longer exist. An illusion.
Spirit is cruel, it wreaks vengeance upon the body.
It knows it will never grow old
as the body will. Time doesn’t care.
Time destroys the silence of the house,
my wife’s dream, and my wake.
Milan Dekleva
(1946 - ) A poet, essayist, and translator. He graduated in comparative literature from the University of Ljubljana and works as a journalist for several newspapers and television. He has published ten books of poetry including Limping Sonnets (Šepavi soneti, 1995) and three plays as well as a few children's books and musicals. An accomplished jazz pianist and a former rugby player, Dekleva, an award-winning author, rose to a particular prominence in the nineties. His poems and essays which are formally outstanding deal with the modern human condition in the absence of God.By the same author
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