Let these lines extend
downwards
naturally
like the roots of a banyan
in the street where you live
in the shade of
strange branches
by the side of a river
throw a stone in the water
and its story will end
throw a stone in the water
and the ripples will tell you
a name
as scribbles on the paper
multiply,
their wake will let a face
emerge
that you’ll recognize as yours –
or hers
(Mathura (aka Margus Lattik) is an Estonian writer and artist. In 2014, his collection of poems Käe all voogav joon (The Line Flowing Beneath Your Hand) won the esteemed Gustav Suits Poetry Prize. 2016 saw the publication of his first prose book Jääminek (As the Ice Lifts) which received the Virumaa Literary Award for the year’s best historical novel. One of his latest works is a series of haikus on Hong Kong, loosely strung into a narrative. His poetry has been translated into a dozen languages, including Swedish, Chinese and Hebrew.)