Kovič Kajetan:
The Taste Of Spring
Water gathers
into patches of flowers
frosts singe
lips and heart
the wind shakes lovers
like the frailest bushes
pine needles fill
their veins
twilights over the river
are so thin and pale
evenings are hollow
like doghouses with the dogs gone
anguish squats
in every finger
in every fingernail
there is a miniature terror
so all at once
do the alders darken
their somber band
plays in the breast
and in the mouth there is
the senseless desire
for the sweet taste
of Saint John’s wort.
Kajetan Kovič
(1931 - ) A poet, writer and translator. He graduated in comparative literature at the University of Ljubljana. For many years Kovič worked as a journalist and editor; now as a freelance writer. In 1978 he won the Prešeren Prize for lifetime achievement. Kovič is the author of widely read fiction for adolescents and poetry for children. In addition, he has published four novels. Kovič, an excellent translator of Eluard, Rilke, Trakl and other twentieth century poets, writes with a professed allegiance to strict form and neo-Romantic imagination. His poems of loss, the melancholy passing of time, and major historical disruptions as they are revealed in everyday details, produced some of the most popular as well as highly accomplished poems. His work is translated into a number of European languages.By the same author
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