Nadi – Kedarnath Singh 

अगर धीरे चलोवह तुम्हे छू लेगी

दौड़ो तो छूट जाएगी नदी

अगर ले लो साथ

वह चलती चली जाएगी कहीं भी

यहाँ तक- कि कबाड़ी की दुकान तक भी

छोड़ दो

तो वही अंधेरे में 

करोड़ों तारों की आँख बचाकर

वह चुपके से रच लेगी

एक समूची दुनिया

एक छोटे से घोंघे में
सच्चाई यह है

कि तुम कहीं भी रहो

तुम्हें वर्ष के सबसे कठिन दिनों में भी

प्यार करती है एक नदी

नदी जो इस समय नहीं है इस घर में

पर होगी ज़रूर कहीं न कहीं

किसी चटाई 

या फूलदान के नीचे

चुपचाप बहती हुई
कभी सुनना

जब सारा शहर सो जाए

तो किवाड़ों पर कान लगा

धीरे-धीरे सुनना

कहीं आसपास

एक मादा घड़ियाल की कराह की तरह

सुनाई देगी नदी!

Summer – Pavol Janik 

The sun smashes our windows.

An urgent song reaches us from the street.

On the cellophane sky

steam condenses.

Unconfirmed reports are reproduced

about the wind.

The trees are the first to begin to talk

about the two of us.

Prolonging My Understanding -Pavol Janik 

For a while I hesitated,

at the place where one enters.

And then so many mirrors

as if after death or during it.

And so many unreal girls

in the shallow depths of the glass.

There, where I entered for the last time

still as a boy with portraits

of Pierre Brice and Lex Barker in a pocket,

was the window of a small wine tavern.

And above it the warning signals

of red pelargonia

had permanently remained.

These inexorable semaphores

which didn’t permit me

to speak in the direction of the wind

and turn aside as the wall approached.

I grew up

to the level of salaries,

the length of debts,

to measurable historical latitudes

and to a size

where the era of dieting begins.

Now only my hair grows

slowly and completely pointlessly.

and thus I come

to prolonging my understanding

and ridding myself of the purchasing power

of a powerless Samson.