At the sea the fishermen
tired, rocking
in rotting boats
they’ve been waiting, waiting
long days and nights
knotting and loosening knots
in their stinking nets
dreaming of
the return of death
waiting in vain
he will not anchor in
the bight of those living forever
the rudder raised to strike
his eyes flaming wheels
Charon in his empty ferry
the fishermen throw him
their last copper coins.
From: von Funcke, Ute, ‘Algorithm of Eternal Life’ in Field: Contemporary Poetry and Poetics, Number 100, Spring 2019, p. 21.
(https://digitalcommons.oberlin.edu/cgi/viewcontent.cgi?article=1003&context=field)
Date: 2019 (original in German); 2019 (translation in English)
By: Ute von Funcke (19??- )
Translated by: Stuart Friebert (1931-2020)