Olga Sedakova

(1949 / Moscow)

Chinese Journey 2 - Poem by Olga Sedakova

The pond says:
if only I had hands and a voice,
how I would love, how cherish you!
People, you know, are greedy and always ailing
and tearing others' clothes
to make bandages for themselves.
Me, I need nothing:
for tenderness - this is recuperation.
I would place my hands on your knees,
like a tiny household pet,
and, becoming a voice, I would descend from above,
like the sky.

Translated by Jena Woodhouse

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 2, 2017

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