Years full and filling
I a golden ceiling –
You an old and feeble
Floor of zinc
As I search and bounce wall to wall
-- steel spring --
You snooze and sleep
A zilch made of tin
Life a cast
Stressing lead –
You and I iron
For me
Solid fate
For you distress
-- Rust --
Copper ring
Don’t let the gale whisk you away
Resist like me
Silver fox
Poem by ZAHRAD
Translated by Tatul Sonentz
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