selfish pompousness

selfish pompousness
a gaze into morrow

Saturday, January 17, 2009

translation of the poem:palice-by mohanakrishnan kalati

                                       milk ice

                                         <<<<<<<((((((()))))))>>>>>>>

o! my slate and o! my pencil

count you all these sums for me,

by the break of morrow dawn,

i’ll buy a milkice for you.

it is not a single one,

each of you’ll get a one.

 

o! the slate,

if you cheat me counting wrong

i’ll break you flinging down.

o! the pencil,

i’ll break you hitting hard.

'am not lacking counting sums!

'amn’t feeling sleepy now!

if i don’t clean all these plates,

don’t i brim these water drums,

o! my slate and o! my pencil!

won’t they grind me into flour? 

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