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Bernard's Writing To Esther By Vera Polozkova Translation

Bernard is writing Esther: "I have a family, a nice shed, I always take the lead and have never in life been lead. In the mornings I walk Jess, at night I drink rum, eat bread But when I see you - can hardly breathe as if I'm already dead." Bernard is writing Esther: “I have a pond nearby, Children run there to swim, but often lie That to swim. I’ve seen it all – Singapore from bird’s eye From Iceland fjords to Somaly ore plies But if you are taken away from me – I would die.” Bernard is writing: "Income, finances, audit, Jeep with a driver, stereo sound with voice of Edith, And a thirty percent discount at favorite bar - I can drink with no cards or cash or credit. If you look me in the eye - God's staring from afar." Bernard is writing Esther: "I'm forty eight like others of beau monde who are bald, I recall who I am with help of visas, passport and driver's license - I'm old. Flooded trench pit, nuclear grave digger scolds, Subordinates like ninepins - I count their heads But if words were also a currency, Then you're out of my word league, flag of red." “My little girl, you are just as beautiful as Banshee, You’ve come to tell me I’ll die but not yet and not she. Don’t write me, Esther, please don’t write. You’ll see It's that I would not possess enough soul, My old tired soul has been savaged by me.”

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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