A Public Sphere for Poetry, Politics, and Nature
Tender are the nights spent in a haze.
Stone-cold the days. Sharp-cut.
In this city that reflects the rays
against its windows — constantly shut.
Light as the breath of a child is love.
Strong it is as life.
Swim above the roofs and hover
over the daily strife.
Fly just above the waters that part.
As if you were a stray dog’s heart
pulsate and pray
to the rhythm that will outlast me and you,
will outlive, outshine, out-die
and turn into a bare hue
upon your mild hazel eye.
Copyright 2019 Yana Djin
Yana Djin was born in Tbilisi and now lives in New York. She writes in English and Russian.