Every Love
by Gagan Gill
When it arrives on your doorstep, the first thing every love
asks is: can you jump from the window for me? Can you stab
your heart for me? Every love asks this: can you fly with me,
with only the stumps of your arms?
When love arrives on your doorstep, it will not leave soon.
It has to go to some mountain or valley. To an ocean or river.
It comes to your house out of the blue, and wants to know if
you will come along to drown with it or not.
Every love gives you enough time to die for it.
The literal translation of this poem was made by Lucy Rosenstein
The final translated version of the poem is by Jane Duran
© Poetry Translation Centre 2004-2012
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