Prapradziadek [English translation]

Expiring fire pit is throwing

a spark sizzling.

Great grand-father’s eye is gleaming

bloodthirsty.

Among shadows he is following

after prey

And there along in darkness sneaking

my pre-clan.

The sign in dark of sky is rising

a stick’s piece.

He’s hitting forcefully where it’s needed

and he kills.

Encampment he’s done conquering sees

raging fires.

Great grand-father’s eye is gleaming

covetous.

He’s cutting with a lengthwise knapped flint

human torso.

Selected offal he brings to heat

and he cooks.

He waits until out comes scalding

the blood realest.

A smoking portion he is lifting.

-He consumes.

Expiring fire pit is throwing

a faint whistling.

Great grand-father’s eye is gleaming

mystically.

Like bellows puffing in the fire pit

as if inspired,

with both hands he digs through the bones

all but charred.

Now, as sometimes his sleep prevents

dread’s bliss.

His finger on cave wall fat spreads-

he creates.

In pallet made of animal furs:

a slight motion.

Exposed calf rouses great grandfather’s

temptation.

A proto-spasm whole world’s will disturb

image of his.

He’ll grab and take it, and extend

the species.

His pupils sudden brand’s flaming

glow expands

to nothingness, where something comes into being;

he believes.