(translated by Annmarie Sauer)
Together, as old people would,
we decided the color of our shared living.
You choose for full moon, I had to think
a last quarter, sleepless in the middle of the night,
under the skylight which inspired us.
We had to learn to pull back in time,
as water, at fixed times,
leaving shells for children
who yet have to come. Each Sunday
for Tea. The very thought of it.