Johan Sandberg McGuinne
inglés
mah prihtjiedieh
Tjuvlesth mannem
dov dålle-njoektjeminie,
vierhkedh manneb,
baavhkh gaajhkh gierkie-baakoeh mov mïelkeste.
Girhkh manneb dov vueliejgujmie,
daarpesjeb vïhth
dabtedh
mah leah mijjen maadtegijstie sualadamme
mah prihtjiedieh, mah bihtsiedieh
mah voevten tjïrrh lååvesjieh
aellieh soptsesth –
mohte baajh mijjem gujhth
dov bangseminie
jårredh,
jah die sinsitnine bitnehtistedh.
Producción de Audio: Haus für Poesie, 2019
Bittersweet
Kiss me
with your fiery tongue,
render me hollow,
tearing each calcified word, root by root, from my rib cage
Suffocate me with your songs,
I long to once again get swept up
in the echoes of everything that was once stolen from our ancestors
I need to feel the bitterness, that which burns my tongue,
and echoes through this hollow remnant of myself
do not speak –
but let us
dance on your lips,
drowning ourselves in their promise