Untranslatable Song

Claudia Reder
          "Everyone needs one untranslatable song."
                     —Juarroz

On hearing the striped contralto of guinea fowl,
its mock opera quivers the parsley atop its head— 

The song makes its imprint
in the air, making itself felt, 
a felt world. Here, there, 
the stunned silence 
of knowing I will not remember 
what I heard;

futures
that will never happen, 
a fluidity we cannot achieve 
except as a child 
creating possibility.

This is the untranslatable song
hidden in the earth.