The Last Winter Dance

Winter came suddenly

Without mercy it set its icy hungry teeth

In our necks.

Heads of noble birds swimming

on the water surface

Flew to thousands of parts just before it froze

As if struck by invisible hammers.

Little peevish parts of icy air consumed

Everything unprepared, wind aided in it and played

Melancholic symphony of extinction

on its silver icicle violin.

Thousands of icy headsmen

with pigs' wailing in the background

Executed without the only drop of blood.

In several minutes only a family of rats remained on the little island,

that survived the last winter dance unknowingly

until the morning the queen of frost

danced on her icy mirror

At the snowy throat of winter.