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The Fiery She-Wolf


From the Cycle "The Fiery She-Wolf"


They imprison her
In the underworld fire

They force her to build
Towers of smoke
And make bread loafs of coal

They stuff her only with embers
And water
With hot mercury milk

They compel her to couple
With shining pokers
And rusty gimlets

With teeth the she-wolf catches
The fair-haired star
And returns to the sky’s foothills

[Translated by Zdravka Gugleta?]