Optron #37 09 августа 2000

Poems - "Interlude."

                Interlude


  {} O. Ledenev


  You have not yet tired of songs about elves

                             and gnomes?

  Do not overdue the question of whether subjects

                        very strange:

  Why should I sing about the grass - so not just

                              at home -

  And almost always near

                     walls of the fortress?


  I say:

  - Lord! There is no secret:

  I sing about swords - kitchen knife to me

                              not to their liking.

  Inspiration in me does not give rise to such

                                items

  Yes, and sung about the kitchen enough

                               songs already.


  Too much accumulated creations

                 about the life of the ordinary -

  Brilliant, evil - and romance

                on any of the topics

  He sang really someone else. And scrape

            This velvet familiar -

  Anyway, what to write an interpretation

                       old poems.


  Well, here - not an exotic words

                            substitution

  Here - lost light and did not want

                          a secret hide:

  That opened the mainland, but it is empty,

                   and trees are a bit ...

  Allow me at least one lane

                               plant!