Uldis Bērziņš (1944 - 2021) was a Latvian poet and translator. He had a vast personal library that filled an entire apartment with multiple rooms, with books in many languages. 

Bērziņš’s poems frequently provide close depictions of emotional moments. Only a small portion of his work has been translated into English. 

Sharing his poem, “Conversation with a Postman,” translated by Kevin M. F. Platt—

I get used to loneliness, she says.
Autumn is utterly close; politics distant. The cat’s
a refined soul, but pisses all over the flowers.
The green,
such a bright green September rain in the windows.
God, she says,
dear God, tonight I won’t ask for a thing, just give
my regards
to mama and papa.

And from an evening and a morning a new day
takes shape.
The postman, sunk in cares,
walks past
the gate.