Fleet To Google Translator Poem by Liza Sud

Fleet To Google Translator



There are 'great' poets of Russia.
When all normal people meet
in gardens like all romantics -
these poets to Google fleet,

They break their tongue with English,
they want this stone so much
as if it was their mission
to break their poor tongue,

They try to become romantic,
but they become simply blunt.
Great poets, return to Russia!
forget useless foreign tongue.

Wednesday, August 31, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: humor,tired
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 03 September 2016

I hear you, Liza, I am amazed at your ability to write poems in English, and obviously I benefit so greatly from being able to read your poems as you post them. But I'm very glad you translate them into Russian and perhaps even write some in Russian and then make an English version. My love of Russian culture and literature embraces the Russian language of which I am ignorant. But that ignorance doesn't keep from admiring it, praising how native speakers use it, and approaching as close as I can through translation.

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