Work tires Poem by Daniel Samoilovich
Work tires
Standing still in the afternoon
In the air among tall roses
Requires precision, concentration:
The humming bird also tires.
It clutches low weeds,
Bends them to the ground
And remains belly up, drunk,
Gripping to its daliah.
Translated by Andrew Graham-Yooll
Wednesday, May 17, 2017
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