A few examples of poems in the English language, by Laura Slot.
THE MACHINE WITH CONCRETE
Down the path of least resistance
to her chin
rolled a tear from deep within
proving
that the soul still speaks
in ways the world at large critiques
that water rotates underneath
two trillion years
like the Machine with Concrete
FLARE
Do you know if he has also seen
all the leaves turning bright green
And when that cool spring day was through
was the sun setting behind him too
Bright like a lighthouse beacon’s glare
red like a burning distress flare
NEW
The weight will slowly leave your bones
like a breeze blowing through an empty home
And then the sunlight finds your skin
renewing everything within
BEFORE
It’s not that bad anymore
But how bad was it before
Who told me it is over
The storm passed long ago
Over plains and trains
And people and animals
On the boat
How bad was it before
And how is it right now
All keys inside my fist
One between two knuckles
A fight breaks out
Power goes out
God makes His cloud
FIGHTS IN GREY
Maybe now’s a good time to fight back
When the salt is white
the pepper black
Who has grabbed him by the chin
in the corner
of this old boxing ring
If He’s the coach
who coaches Him
STOPPED STORMS
And everything moves all the time
the crying blue storms
heralding times unseen but true
in the silly faces from me to you
holding the line outside realms of possibility
Now the rolling seems stopped
against a wall raised out of dust
cemented and strong in the context
of sun and sediments’ decay
real places of mist that will never go away
Find all that once stopped
in a sea of moving matter
in oceans of backs and beings broken
the thought gone before it appeared
in the minds of the unspoken
WIND
Let me imagine
This pain as wind blowing past my heart
Suffocating it until it surrenders
Breaking the most fragile part
Let me realize
This pain is never coming back around
If I cherish whatever is left beating
When the wind dies down
MOTHER NATURE
Some creatures on the beach, you see
Are not part of society
Mother Nature is their only home
The dunes their holy place to roam
They look like us when passing by
But there is more than meets the eye
They live in tune with all Earth’s songs
And travel where spirits belong
At night as they lay their heads
Unaware of modern dread
They sleep soundly, conscience clear
Forever free from force and fear
Out of reach of devilish voices
Demanding we make different choices
Those creatures on the beach, you see
Mother Nature is their identity
BACKWARDS
Forgive me
For walking backwards
Further away from you
I left you there
In this godforsaken end station
Along with the heavy bags
That we once packed
The trains are leaving backwards
Like me
You don’t understand
But I don’t have words
And I am walking backwards
SEA OF FATE
Let me drive without the brakes and
be the fool
who raised the stakes
Karmic debt is mine to pay
If I must leave I’ll never stay
The ballast is of unknown weight but
By God
Let me sail the sea of fate