Like mountains - on this brow
Laurels of praise.
'I can't sing!'
- 'You will!' - 'Sound
(Put me on a diet
of flour!)
Like milk -
Is gone from my breast.
Empty. Dry.
In full-blown spring?
I feel like a twig.'
- 'That's an old song!
Drop it, don't blabber!'
'From now on I'd better -
Pound gravel!'
- 'All the more reason to sing!'
'Am I a bullfinch,
To sing
Day in and day out?'
- 'Even if you can't,
My bird, sing!
Out of spite!'
'What if I can't
put two lines together?'
-'When could - anyone?!' -
'It's torture!' - 'Bear it!'
'A mown meadow -
My throat!' 'Then wheeze:
That's a sound, too!'
'It's lions' business
Not women's.' - 'Children's:
Though disembowelled -
Orpheus still sang!'
'So, even in the grave?'
- 'Under a headstone, too.'
'I can't sing!'
- 'Sing about that!
Beautifully surreal poem... pregnant with meaning...well done Marina!
Empty. Dry. In full-blown spring? I feel like a twig.' - 'That's an old song! bewutifully said.......................10
'It's lions' business Not women's.' - 'Children's: Though disembowelled - Orpheus still sang! ' a very good poem. tony
Wow as the day begins a moody blues lights up, a Chicago being, as the city lights up in fire.Taste her embrace, as her lips quenhes my thirst.
So even in the grave I can not sing" Great life song deserving classic poem of the day.
So it seems that even an accomplished poet has feelings of self-doubt and futility. Maybe that comes from searching her soul so deeply
Lions' Business! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'So, even in the grave? ' - 'Under a headstone, too.' 'I can't sing! ' - 'Sing about that! .. very good poem, experiences of l ife and expressions. tony