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I am cricket,

Always singing

Astride a nimble reed…

A drop of hope

Deep inside me

Turns to stream and

Songs flow from my lips…

A shoot of flower,

Grain of a dream,

A lip of a cough

Turn to a feast in my soul…

I am cricket,

Always singing

Through the night…

When all things are asleep.

–––––»ARIS»SHAKLIAN, 1930

Translated by»Tatul Sonentz

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I am cricket, Always singing Astride a nimble reed… A drop of hope Deep inside me Turns to stream and Songs flow from my lips… A shoot of flower, Grain of a dream, A lip of a cough Turn to a feast in my soul… I am cricket, Always singing Through the night… When all things are asleep. –––––»ARIS»SHAKLIAN, 1930 Translated by»Tatul Sonentz

The post Poem: I Am Cricket . . . appeared first on Armenian Weekly.

I am cricket, Always singing Astride a nimble reed… A drop of hope Deep inside me Turns to stream and Songs flow from my lips… A shoot of flower, Grain of a dream, A lip of a cough Turn to a feast in my soul… I am cricket, Always singing Through the night… When all things are asleep. –––––»ARIS»SHAKLIAN, 1930 Translated by»Tatul Sonentz

The post Poem: I Am Cricket . . . appeared first on Armenian Weekly.

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VIP Forums Group Top VIP VIP Ultra Club Join Date: Jan 1970 Posts: 12,055 Rep Power: 68	Poem: I Am Cricket . . . I am cricket, Always singing Astride a nimble reed… A drop of hope Deep inside me Turns to stream and Songs flow from my lips… A shoot of flower, Grain of a dream, A lip of a cough Turn to a feast in my soul… I am cricket, Always singing Through the night… When all things are asleep. –––––»ARIS»SHAKLIAN, 1930 Translated by»*Tatul Sonentz* The post Poem: I Am Cricket . . . appeared first on Armenian Weekly. I am cricket, Always singing Astride a nimble reed… A drop of hope Deep inside me Turns to stream and Songs flow from my lips… A shoot of flower, Grain of a dream, A lip of a cough Turn to a feast in my soul… I am cricket, Always singing Through the night… When all things are asleep. –––––»ARIS»SHAKLIAN, 1930 Translated by»Tatul Sonentz The post Poem: I Am Cricket . . . appeared first on Armenian Weekly. I am cricket, Always singing Astride a nimble reed… A drop of hope Deep inside me Turns to stream and Songs flow from my lips… A shoot of flower, Grain of a dream, A lip of a cough Turn to a feast in my soul… I am cricket, Always singing Through the night… When all things are asleep. –––––»ARIS»SHAKLIAN, 1930 Translated by»Tatul Sonentz The post Poem: I Am Cricket . . . appeared first on Armenian Weekly. [img][/img] More...