English
Now that I’ve spoken the salt-sea tongue,
now that I’ve found I now know the unknown
and that the murderers, the priests and the censors
have been along these coasts before me,
now that I’ve erased all the memory,
all the logic and all the passions,
I call my neighbour solitude
I call love solitude
I call the sound of the water solitude.
From the Atropus of the Days collection.
Translated by James Lilley