Anahit Arustamyan Poems
I Asked A Monk
I ASKED A MONK
I asked a monk if I was a cloud of smoke. The monk heard my cough caused by cold. In the world there might be something wrong. I can't guess the world's puzzle which is old. I don't have a key to my century's lock. In the world there might be somethig strong. The strongest drug is a rainbow's talk. A log was a willow in someone's song. In the world there is something short. Never think that my cough must be long! There will be another monk. There will be another cough or another song.
The same pigeon visits your garden every day.
The pigeon is probably your winged friend.
O, the bird has taken my place.
Its soft wings are in love with the sky's paths.
Once I cried before a plane.
Something is unfair on the Earth's surface.
Someone has a chair in a plane.
Another one is still glued to a bench.