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This poem is taken from PN Review 239, Volume 44 Number 3, January - February 2018.

Three Poems (translated by James Sutherland-Smith)
Translated from the Slovak by James Sutherland-Smith
Mária Ferenčuhová
Connection

She woke up connected
to a lit fibre,
penetrating her head
at the highest point on the crown,
purifying inside,
flushing out sludge,
destroying pathogens
and repairing tissues.
It spread through her fingertips.
She changed plastic to gold,
at sight ennobled
the people, society,
various races.
News of her power
spread by the ether
...


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