Late Afternoon (Delight) Flight by Matthias Göritz

Translated by Mary Jo Bang | Poetry

so long the day
yet it’s already almost evening

the summer lies
over the landscape
grassy fields, single houses,

Still what’s up with living the life?
Puffed up like a monstrous blimp
it moves forward on its forefeet

At noon noises flew through the house
The sounds of lilies
spirit levels, dragonflies
the wind

Someone comes on stage
and says: Come on, let’s go into the garden
I’ll cut the sky in two
with you

There stands terror in a white dress
A snow-made face
As if in a trance, the flowers seem
to be waiting for me

In this huge transformation of objects
as the sun goes up
the dream-fever heat
goes down