I am inside a wall like Manole’s wife Ana
Only that I am not Ana, and the one who walled me in
Has never had a dream in his life.

He enclosed me in a wall ready made,
In his own defensive wall
So that I would be neither inside his boundary
Nor outside.

He dreams only now at last
And moves to release me from the barren wall,
But he no longer knows where he walled me in.