ANCIENT KNIFE

a poem
by AZsacra ZARATHUSTRA
English translation by AIDar ISMAGILOV



the Girl of
Stab of
Knife
didn’t know
who was her
father


unseen


without hilt
and blade –
it
slashed
it
self


beyond the edge


beyond
subduing
sheath


it was
the absence of
its own
and another’s
blood


it only
stabbed from
inside


faster than
the soul and
spirit


the Girl of
Stab of
Knife
didn’t know
who was her
father