Homeless Poet Writing To His Love. Peter Semolič, Translated by Ana Jelnikar & Kelly Lenox Allan

Homeless Poet Writing To His Love
Peter Semolič, Translated by Ana Jelnikar & Kelly Lenox Allan

I’ll build for us a house made of words.
Nouns will be the bricks
and verbs will be the shutters.

With adjectives we’ll adorn 

the window sills,
as with flowers.

In perfect silence we’ll lie
under the canopy of our love.

Perfect silence.

Our house will be so beautiful and so delicate

no inflation of words                  

will endanger it.

And if we speak,
we’ll name only things
we can see with our eyes.            

Because any verb
could shake the foundation,

could demolish it.

                                              
Therefore, hush, mon amour,
hush, pour le beau demain
à notre maison.