Two Monkeys by Brueghel, Wislawa Szymborska
I keep dreaming of my graduation exam:
in a window sit two chained monkeys,
beyond the window floats the sky,
and the sea splashes.
I am taking an exam on the history of mankind:
I stammer and flounder.
One monkey, eyes fixed upon me, listens ironically,
the other seems to be dozing
–and when silence follows a question,
he prompts me with a soft jingling of the chain.
Trans. Magnus Kryski