A MAPLE LEAF’S LIFE
(Поэтические переводы)
On our spruce and linden alley
I hear woodpeckers and crossbills.
Yet, all the same, far more of value
for me is maple leaves’ appeal.Since youth, to me their palms are being
protection, sadness, joy, and a dream.
I fled the vale for better living
under the shade of Maple Leaf.*
My roads’ veins are drawn upon it,
and commonplaces, and insights,
love, victories, and falling comets –
that is, the maple leaf’s whole life…
27.07, 2010
© Геннадий Сакс, 12.04.2011 в 23:13
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