by Oksana Zabuzhko, 1990

Moonlight rounds the edges.
Night brings peace to the guilty and the innocent.
Elevators, sidewalks, walls and cats
Knee-deep in sleep.
Someone whispers: "To hell with everything, Lord, just give me sleep..."
Elevators dream of buildings without ceilings
And cables that stretch into the sky,
Cracked pavements dream of rain,
Black cats dream of sorcerers.
But every wall dreams of the one head
That can finally bang its way through it...

translated from the Ukrainian by Virlana Tkacz and Wanda Phipps

zab7.doc 3/18/95

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