Yiddish लेबलों वाले संदेश दिखाए जा रहे हैं. सभी संदेश दिखाएं
Yiddish लेबलों वाले संदेश दिखाए जा रहे हैं. सभी संदेश दिखाएं

10 सितंबर 2012

Poem

So what, if you've written a poem?!
Somebody says it's lovely,
Someone else says it's awful.
Someone coughs,
Someone groans.
The sun has no idea
About the lovely poem.
Nor does the cat
Nor the mouse.
And the house is still made of stone,
The table- of wood.
But the water
which I drink from a glass
Is suddenly sweet,
And green as grass.
I lift it high
Higher than my hair
And fall three times
To my knees then and there,
And kiss the table
and kiss the house!
and search every cranny
for that little mouse.

--- By Reyzl Zhychlinska
Translated by A.Z. Foreman