Chrysogonus' Translation #84 - from Mikaela Castledine's "Past"

Kulihat kawanan terbang

melintasi jendela

banjir menggenang di kaki

rerumputan tinggi

pantulan langit berawan

dan tampak sisi gersang

ranting tak bermakna

dan kelupas kulit pohon

Kurasakan kenangan

dalam kait mungil menangkap

citra tempat persis di bawah

tenggorokan dan di atas

jantungku

dan rasa luka di awal

air mata mengalir turun

kanal mikro mereka

tak terlepas penuh

Tapi ada sesuatu yang lain

kejut kenangan yang hampir

akan kolam hijau berpantulan langit

rumput menguning yang terlupakan

dan roda berdengung yang membawa kita

hingga masa lalu terlampaui

I saw fleet passing

from the window

flood puddling at the feet of

brushwood bushes

reflecting cloudcast sky

and the barren undersides

of insignificant twigs

and stripping bark

I felt a memory catch

with its little hooks

at that place that's just below

my throat and just above

my heart

and the salt hurt of the start

of tears stinging down

their micro channels

in half release

But there was nothing more than that

the prickling pain of memory

a swampy pool of sky patterned water

forgettable dun coloured bushes

and the tyre thrum that takes us on

until what is past is past