Luboš Svoboda
#1 min Luboš Svoboda
30. 11. 2023

I can only concentrate on a day. That is the smallest unit I can court. When I advance further, I will court an hour, and only after that a minute. (But I can’t even imagine.) If I can manage it in my lifetime, only then shall I attempt a second. Far more than the stars in the sky, I’m intrigued by the rats in this shrub.
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When I’m done explaining something, it is as if someone has cut
my fresh hand off, which then takes a long time to regrow.
Sometimes, I shed the hand myself as bait,
just as slowworms discard their tails.
And then I stand there,
and give it a long glance,
as if it were my contribution.
Text: Luboš Svoboda
Translated by Františka Blažková








