Like a Dream
--Ryszard Krynicki (trans. Clare Cavanagh)
Truly, your life is like a dream;
a train trip, a stroll down a surviving avenue;
it continues imperceptibly, alters invisibly:
it drags on--and--crisscrossing
itself only by known roads--
relentlessly delivers you
to bygone afternoons
or generations.
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