*Продолжаю заниматься переводами* Перевод стихотворения "Поэтическая посуда", Алина Киреева (Кан).
Force me to cry – I will cry.
It’s hard to be tough in my verse.
Sculpture your pottery from my
Self. Make it firm as an earth.
Today I’ll be honest and truthful,
Tomorrow I won’t be the same.
The dishes could be so useful
Or useless: depends on the game.
My poetry loves rare freedom
And bitter flavor of glass.
Like water pumps up my rhythm:
It will appear and pass.
My neighbor painted ceilings –
At night will not close his eyes.
While greatest changes and meanings
Pass so obscurely to us.
So force me – then I shall – beware
That if you will just pass me by,
You’ll break all tableware,
That used to be me
And be mine.
Alina Kang (Kireeva)
Poetic Pottery Translation of Поэтическаая посуда
© Copyright: Алина Кан, 2014
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