“Perpetuum Mobile” in “What We Are When We Are / Kaj smo, ko smo”
Perpetuum Mobile 
Both grandmothers in the beyond,
one ashen young
the other covered with
age spots and earth:
will they know about the threads
that knit them into a new story?
The first, a heroine without words,
without a body, a handful of dust
on the bottom of a lake. The other,
a protagonist with the eyes of a geranium,
with fingers in which reside work and fruit.
Together they are the confession
that we extend into permanence,
the axis around which we spin into a number.
When gravity slackens off,
when we are the sum of what is inherited
and what has been acquired, when we are
carried away in all directions,
will those two ever pull the thread,
unpick what they share?
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