(translated from the Romanian by geul)
In lieu of an introduction*
Bird words with wings of blood
Words flying crazy in the chambers of the heart
Animals at times with transparencies of sky
Bouquets of astral worlds (comets with heads of dancers)
Strange flowers perfuming the brain
Signifying a smile or on the contrary a joy
Apparitions and disparitions in the darkness of the days
Or vultures flapping whitely over mountains of sleep
Lunar vitrines with angels and swords
With wolves, with cities, with ships, with women’s hair
Words, uncomprehended sketches of this writing
Like my hands, like your closed eyes.
*This is the opening poem of Max Blecher’s poetry collection Transparent Body (Corp Transparent).