In The Village Of My Ancestors – by Vasko Popa

Someone embraces me
Someone looks at me with the eyes of a wolf
Someone takes off his hat
So I can see him better
Everyone asks me
Do you know how I’m related to you
Unknown old men and women
Appropriate the names
Of young men and women from my memory
I ask one of them
Tell me for God’s sake
Is George the Wolf still living
That’s me he answers
With a voice from the next world
I touch his cheek with my hand
And beg him with my eyes
To tell me if I’m living too