in translation – a poem by Christianna Soumakis

in translation

To translate pila or pilón
the internet suggests
everything from trough to cistern
Something in between


Hiking through Portugal
I stop by one of them heatstruck
Overhead a rock-niched Virgin perches
pietá from her seam in the stone
above the pila’s stream

Summer noon
Empty town

Watermusic
salts the silence

I dunk my arms elbow deep
into this inland sea
found as a poem
sweat-desperate
uncareful

Lord here
my prayer


plunged
untranslated
manger-deep
spit-blue syllables
unsanitized




Christianna Soumakis, MFA, is an artist, writer, art instructor, and pilgrim. She is an introvert who loves people, is a two-time Pushcart Nominee, and has walked the Camino de Santiago three times, for a total of 1,380 miles on foot. She lives in New York.

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