I felt we were sinking.
Water penetrated ship’s foundations,
Water, oily, black water,
Heavy as the earth,
While we were leaving the deck
In unresolved dispute
Descending into the underworld,
Through water and mud,
Imagining the limits of the lower deck
As the limits of a terminated world.
And nobody would look up
To keep head over water
And examine the contours of the island,
Promise of a distant land.
I felt we were sinking
Something more powerful than water lured us into wateer.
Something as old as water.

Translated: Radmila Nastić