Just listen to me, you glutton:
The world can’t be sated with verses,
But without a verse will perish
The scent of the world, a clever person.
Pure water has no taste.
I can’t enjoy it,
Neither – my guests!
But the water
Seasoned
With the soil’s flavor
Slakes our thirst
Forever…
The same with the verse
Forged by the soul.
It brightens up the dull sensations,
And unites hundreds of people,
Adorning the grief with compassion.
24.10.2001
Translated from Georgian
very sensible write janri...you bring out a beautiful truth very beautifully...full rating
A lovely bright write... water seasoned with soils' flavor... earthern.. I loved it.10 Rema
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great write Janri, I especially liked the last stanza with its 'Adorning the grief with compassion'. This is probably what I also would like to convey to the world. True 10.