A selection from poems by the Czech lyric poet
Jan Skacel (born 1922) translated by ROBIN MUNRO
It thundered in the distance.
The wind lifted dust high into the sky.
Then rain fell
It was falling like a young bricklayer from scaffolding and stayed lying.
Earth was drinking water and death.
Readers GABRIEL WOOLF and PRUNELLA SCALES
Czech reader BENJAMIN M. KURAS Producer JOHN THEOCHARIS (Rpt)