Kiril Kadiiski - NEW ZODIAC

Oh Universe – papered over with powdery cobwebs
like the wretched laundry of the poor –
split your seams – we have hung on the cross so long! –
show us what you’ve hidden in the shadows down there.

Wise men have an answer to everything!
If only I knew where to address my question: :
where is old Adam going, his sandals covered
not with dust but strontium ?

Might he just be visiting his numerous offspring?
To see how they’re getting along
perhaps to inquire: what’s the point?

Don’t they know it is not an apple
but the earth itself that the snake is munching
as he gazes from his nest in the cosmic tree.

Translated by Ann Diamond