I want to feed you with hamburger,
I want you to feel alright.
of the best of Russian poetry
I want to give Master- class.
Attention! I give you a hamburger,
I even put in your mouth -
and then I take away - suddenly! -
the meat and half of a bun.
And now - please write a poem.
Oh that is the right time!
And I will look at you from above -
and may be from the sky!
Why are you keeping silence?
Be like Iosif - quick,
Or our high-pitched rhyming
is not what you really need?
So eat your delishious hamburgers,
Know nothing about Fast.
Know nothing of bilinguality,
But for us - it is a must.
To me the poem seems to reflect the fate of a poet who loves and lives in his poetry & penury. Thanks for sharing, Mdm Poet. So eat your delishious hamburgers, Know nothing about Fast. But for us - it is a must.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, Liza, I want that master-class from you - I'm always eager to learn new things, but even more to learn to go deeper into what I know already: new things to learn = 19th cent. poets; deeper things = Daniil Andreeve, A. Blok, female poets like Bella Akhmadulina. I'll be a very good student because I practice Socrates's First Principle of learning - Admit you're ignorant! ! //Your encouragement for to write a new poem is very timely: I've been trying for the past 2 1/2 hours. I'm not frustrated. I know when I find a quotation or reference or picture that triggers a need to write a poem. That need is the inside factor that parallels the encouragement you are giving me. The clearest way to ut this: I feel an energy field unique to language envelop me, and writing will suddenly take off, and I do feel uplifted while writing.