Des Morceaux. (Translation) . Poem by Michael Walker
Des Morceaux. (Translation) .
Personne ne veut etre le proprietaire d'une vie
qui vous toise
et dit qu'elle a ete un echec,
l'une ou, chaque fois
que vous y pensez vous rappelez
de petits morceaux de l'excitation
puis de grands morceaux de la honte.
A la verite, peu de demarche assuree jamais,
aucune du tout maintenant.
-'Bits'.Brian Turner. 'Night Fishing'p.63.
you think about it you remember small pieces of excitement than big pieces of shame.... //.... It's about the importance of right kind of attitude in life. Thanks, Michael.
Thanks for reading Turner's poem so well. Later in life, I find, It is unavoidable to look back and see whether you have been a success or a failure. That's what I find anyway.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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She was a failure of each time but still there was hope to win. Nobody wants to be owner but wants to be winner. Small pieces should be remembered on the way of thinking. Little assurance is made is all right. An amazing poem is brilliantly penned and translated and shared...10