On the Roads of Siberia

H. Leivick

1918

On the roads of Siberia
Someone may still uncover a button, a lace
Of my torn shoe,
A leather belt, a shard of a clay mug,
A page of the holy book.
On the rivers of Siberia
Someone may still uncover a sign, a splinter
Of my raft that has drowned;
In the forest, in snow—a ribbon with dried blood,
Footsteps frozen in the ground.

Translated by
Ben
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