Aquarium in the Sea. Bohdan Boychuk: Two poems


Too few memories, too few to be forgotten…
so hard to see inside a vacant room,
so hard to walk through doors into a vacant room; between my fingers rustled autumns,
through fingers springs had slipped,
and nights with ardent woman’s lips… all passed, and god knows where.
all has been gone — where? — I do not know; too few memories, too few to be forgotten,
so hard to see inside a vacant room,
so hard to walk inside a vacant room.

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