“Applause to the mosquito – its blood-gorged pitch,
Its trembling shadow, threaten the hunter with
Rapture and prick of sorrow, once the battle is done
And your combatant’s bitten the dust, filled with you.”
From one of the three poems by Polina Barskova in B O D Y translated from the Russian by Alex Cigale.
This is the second time B O D Y has published Barskova’s work. You can read a poem of hers translated by Ilya Kaminsky here.
Cigale’s translation of some of the aphorisms of the incomparable Anatoly Mariengof will be appearing in B O D Y in the near future.