Poem
The Sea’s Passing Nod to Truth
Alexander Androv
Translated from the Bulgarian · Бегло кимване на морето към истината
Today we meet
the way the sea meets the truth
There are all kinds of meetings.
Tomorrow we will part
like a passing nod
to a passing acquaintance.
Our faces and our feet
will splash into the summer puddles.
Our eyes will drift over shop windows and posters.
And, headed for the bistro,
will we meet
someone altogether different?
A passing nod
of the sea to the truth
before they swallow each other.