“An old Portuguese man steps out of a dream about the south
and leans against a yellow wall.
I would like to be his gaze, which measures the distance
between the sun, the tourists’ white thighs and the blue tiles of the cathedral.”
from “Uno”, one of two poems by Anna Belkovska in translation by Jayde Will that wrap up Latvian Lit Week in B O D Y.
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Photo – Riga, Latvia by MStein
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