Poesia kaiera
Eraman bat umeendako
Ahotz artean, kristal garbi batean
katilu hutsez inguraturik, lo dautza:
ez ilunpe, ez ama, ez lur, ez belar ez dute behar.
Amatxo, bat eraman eta hazi eginen dugu.
Jostailu bizidunak, bai berriak
baina horiek ere bai azkar higatu.
Ekarri zapata kutxa, ekarri pala—
Amatxo, entierrotara ari gara.
Take One Home for the Kiddies
On shallow straw, in shadeless glass, / Huddled by empty bowls, they sleep: / No dark, no dam, no earth, no grass — / Mam, get us one of them to keep. // Living toys are something novel, / But it soon wears off somehow. / Fetch the shoebox, fetch the shovel — / Mam, we’re playing funerals now.