Jeremy Page

Metaphysical

And now I can’t remember if it was Daedalus or
Jennings whose metaphysics led him to
Locate himself with such precision
in his universe: building, road, town,
county, country, continent, hemisphere,
planet, galaxy - a tiny, living pulse against
the enormity of things, a living embodiment
of insignificance, purpose unknown, unless
to show we need no why and no because.
On clear, cold nights, when the stars come out
to play, their indifference convinces me that
I exist no further than the clothes I wear,
the crystal glass I clasp; and that is less than
the deep gold whiskey that scalds my throat.

Cristina Nistor

Jeremy Page

Metafizica

Acum, nu mai tin minte, era Dedalus sau
Jennings cel a carui metafizica l-a facut
sa se pozitioneze cu atita precizie
in universul sau: cladire, strada, oras,
judet, tara, continent, emisfera,
planeta, galaxie – un marunt puls viu impotriva
enormitatii lucrurilor, intruparea vie
a lipsei de semnificatie, scop nestiut, afara doar
de-a arata ca nu-i nevoie de de ce si nici de fiindca.
In noptile reci si clare, cind stelele ies
sa se joace, indiferenta lor imi intareste gindul
ca nu sint cu nimic mai viu ca hainele pe care le port,
sau paharul de cristal pe care-l string in mina; si asta-i mai putin
decit whiskey-ul auriu intens ce imi arde gitlejul.