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Thursday, 27 March 2014

Daniel Varoujan - RIPEN FIELD

My field is golden…
Just like flames,      
The wheat’s ablaze,
Yet never burns.

My field is golden…
The sky in flames,
The soil trodden
Beneath the stems.

My field is golden…
Sheaves in rows of four,
Clad in sunshine --                   
Four files of amber.

My field is golden…
Bee, wasp, hornets
Whiz through the awns
Like lightning bolts.

My field is golden…
Oft, a fleet canary
Soares, wind driven,
From the blond sea…

Lullaby, golden field,
Let me come harvest,
My full-grown field
With a silver scythe.

Daniel Varoujan

Translated by Tatul Sonentz

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