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I Don't Feel At Home Where I Am

Regina Derieva

I don't feel at home where I am,
or where I spend time; only where,
beyond counting, there's freedom and calm,
that is, waves, that is, space where, when there,
you consist of pure freedom, which, seen,
turns that Gorgon, the crowd, to stone,
to pebbles  and sand . . . where life's mean-
ing lies buried, that never let one
come  within cannon shot yet.
From cloud-covered  wells untold
pour color and light, a fete
of cupids and Ledas in gold.
That is, silk and honey and sheen.
That is, boon and quiver and call.
That is, all that lives to be free,
needing no words at all.



Translated by Alan Shaw


Anonymous submission.

Added: 16 Feb 2003 | Last Read: 19 Dec 2018 4:25 AM | Viewed: 5212 times

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