How can my name be golden to you
could you tell me mister,
will your voice ever ring with it
would your heart cling to every syllable
and break, upon setting them free?
Heaven forbid, that it should be
uttered carelessly, or tossed out like a pebble
into the ocean, sinking to the dark depths
to be treated like a common rock for always
and never the prized gemstone that rests upon your finger
well that, you must know, would be a tragedy
Yet, if my name were golden to you
it would be spoken in smooth metallic tones
cast out by a honey throat
and if it was a precious gem
it would be the diamond accented ring you never
take off, and in its gallery my name
would be written in gold
Yes Nika. A persons name means a lot and it’s music to your ears when your name is called by the one who loves you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nika! the imagery in this poem is stunning. I don't mean the meaning which is heartfelt and poignant (more about that later) . I mean the craft of imagery you display in the poem. You are in complete command of tone in this poem because you created a web of images that carry the reader forward. I felt the deep meaning of this poem has to do with PRIDE OF BEING - of being who you are in the truest sense, but you don't say that directly, your imagery does it for you in the genuine way that a poem communicates. This is a self-portrait poem without a trace of egoism. Every reader will find her/himself in the issues you raise about yourself; it's a universal poem in its reach, its stretch of meaning. Mulling over its meaning improves my image of myself. That your gift to the reader.