Strangers

Our ship
without flag
belongs to no country
never arrives

water citizens
we travel 
day and night

spy land
on the horizon
waveland
our mirage

Sometimes
we dream
a ship sails
in the opposite
direction

awakening
alone
with the
wind

Translated from the German


Notes:

Read the translator’s note by Carlie Hoffman.

Source: Poetry (November 2024)