— translated from the Ukrainian by Olena Jennings
He puts on a jester’s mask —
they recognize him.
He dresses in the robe of a merciless judge —
“Stop it, you can’t fool us.”
He changes into a fox —
“We recognized you long ago.
He wraps himself in Don Juan’s cloak —
He stretches on a chameleon’s mask —
and tears off that facade himself:
lost man —
he can’t understand
that every mask
has a slit
- Malkovych, who lives and works in Kyiv, is the author of seven poetry collections. His poetry has been translated into English, German, Italian, Russian, Polish, Bengali, Lithuanian, Norwegian, Georgian, Slovak, and Slovenian.