I was gathering pearly words-beads,
That were scattered like autumn leaves,
I rolled-up higher my sleeves,
And wend down low on my knees.
I wanted to make such a pattern
To be intricate and plain,
But it was a subtle matter,
As poetry’s a rough terrain.
I put them on a clear sheet of paper,
Solving a crossword with an apparent strain;
Believing that my calling could be fateful;
And an incurable poet isn’t vain.
Перевод стихотворения Елены Ларюшиной “Рассыпались горошины-слова“
I was gathering pearly words-beads
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