[This is another poem by Marin Sorescu, rendered in English by yours truly]
I have glimpsed the light
I have glimpsed the light on Earth
And along I have come to life
To see how you’re doing
Sound of mind? Sound of body?
How is your happiness coming along?
Thank you, but you need not answer.
I don’t have time for answers,
I barely have time to pose questions
Although I like it here.
It is warm, it is nice,
And there is so much light that
The grass grows.
While that girl over there, methinks,
She glances at me with her soul…
No, dear, don’t bother to love me.
A black cup of coffee I will accept, though,
From your hand.
I like the way you know to make it