Letter to Tadeusz Zawadowski – przekład Agnieszka Judd (USA)

The longer I write to You

The more I move away

From dried pear tree

And path of asters

 

A shed passes by

Eaten by time

Looms in memory

 

I wash with rain

Faces of memories

Where every summer

Braids of hollyhocks were blooming

Paradise

Was path of grass

I am writing back

With short thought

Maybe with you it will sprout with a poem