Yesterday Seems Rectangular by Galsan Tschinag

Yesterday
Seems rectangular to me
Placed in a coffin, deaf and dumb
Tomorrow
Seems round like an egg to me
And I think I hear
Constant chirping
Between the coffin and the egg
The day today
Harnessed
Without form, restless and senseless
Smouldering, twitching and creaking
Full of unresolved duties
Untamed outbursts
Undigested actuality.

From: https://puritan-magazine.com/four-poems-tschinag-2021/

Date: 1994 (original in German); 2005 (translation in English)

By: Galsan Tschinag (1944- )

Translated by: Richard Hacken (19??- )