Seashore
The Siamese-twin kids
were born prematurely.
We tore apart the two that were joined at the top of their heads,
threw one of them into a vegetable-soup pot on a bonfire
and took the other back into the she-goat's womb,
but in order to make it go through the uterus once again
we had to force the still-steaming kid to slide
into the horn inserted into the she-goat's body.
All this work was carried out
on a plain with mountains hazy in the distance.
In the case of a human
it is carried out in a beach hut on the seashore in late fall.
The pregnant woman who lies supine, knees bent,
on the cooking table set up before the hut
once again welcomes back one of the fetuses,
passes the time confined in the hut, until the moon becomes full,
gives birth to a child on the bed of a casting net,
walks away from the shore on the day of the first snow,
and never
approaches the area again.
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