Although not having read Alice in Wonderland or
Harry Potter or Martha Beck or Pride & Prejudice,
my colleague insisted we should read what she
recommended on the 100 best books’ list
Books appealing to her on the basis of reality while
she refuses to contemplate books I mentioned, such
as Michael Ende’s Momo and Le Petit Prince and
Adam - Martha Beck – but no, not an inch
Literary books should be tackled immediately; airily
I turned away blithely continuing on my way to start
reading Pratchett’s Snuff this weekend hoping for a
reprieve of the dreams my beloved cherishes
Of my joining his Facebook circle to follow brilliant
photographs taken by the aesthetically minded, used
for sentimental poetry about pain in their soul - while
I have great regard for their tender feelings
I am on a new mission: how to survive my life
without repeating all things ad infinitum
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem