Nothing Ventured Poem by Kay Ryan
Nothing Ventured
Nothing exists as a block
and cannot be parceled up.
So if nothing's ventured
it's not just talk;
it's the big wager.
Don't you wonder
how people think
the banks of space
and time don't matter?
How they'll drain
the big tanks down to
slime and salamanders
and want thanks?
Perhaps _ A sly reminder that every moment counts and a complaint against those who would waste hers....
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I would like to translate this poem
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10/6/2024 5:33:06 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Thought provoking poem, thanks for sharing...