Dreamed Elegy
written by: Paweł Markiewicz
I lost the cute hedgehog last summer.
I can just only dream overnight – mourn.
The amaranthine body lay on the grass.
Moreover, it was the dark time of Blue Hours.
My life became unending lunar dark.
Then moon shone palely without enchantment.
The Erlking at dawn, morn, dew and star cried.
Dark dazzlingly ovidian for his sake.
Without the hedgehog the time is so sad.
The bards singing the song of tender nights.
The hedgehog sits in a fair paradise,
dreaming of the enchantment of butterflies.
The choir: >O, bewitch soft bat, the ontology of night.
The mourning dreamery lies, with the pearl sparks – cemetery.
Long live the ghost of the hedgehog, in the spirit of the dreamy ghosts!<
The choir, I and the animal are drunk on the musing wings,
shrouded in the tenderness of hereafter-fogs, moonlit stars.
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