Maria-Mercè Marçal
«What is the toothless sun…»
What is the toothless sun
that smiles at me from a world
I knew long, long ago
and have forgotten?
Wild birds have eaten the crumbs
left to mark my path.
Translated by Christopher Whyte
Maria-Mercè Marçal, «What is the toothless sun…» . Chapman [Edimburg], núm. 88 (1997), p. 30.