To Kiss a Forehead

To kiss a forehead is to erase worry.

I kiss your forehead.

To kiss the eyes is to lift sleeplessness.

I kiss your eyes.

To kiss the lips is to drink water.

I kiss your lips.

To kiss a forehead is to erase memory.

I kiss your forehead.

Translated by Ilya Kaminsky This poem appeared in Words Without Borders, 2005.

10.09.2026

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