A Sunday Poem
This week’s poem is by Vagif Samadoghlu (Vaqif Səmədoğlu), called Heart Full of Words (Ürəyi Sözlə Dolu):
Heart Full of Words
Will my notebook die
as a man his heart full of words?
Or will it tell all what it knows?
Will crows be flying over its corpse?
Or will they be pigeons?
Who’ll remember which of these
thousands of words?
Will this last page of my notebook
be closed tonight forever?
Or will it be opened tomorrow again?
If it’ll be opened tomorrow,
Then who’ll do it?
My nation,
enemy
or the breeze?…
For the Azeri, read below…
Ürəyi Sözlə Dolu
Ürəyi sözlə dolu
adam kimi öləcək,
yoxsa açıb tökəcək
içindəkiləri
bloknotum?
Qarğalar alacaq
başının üstünü,
ya göyərçinlər?
Bu neçə min sözdən
hansı qalacaq
kimin yadinda?
Bu son səhifəsiylə
sabahacan
bağlanacaq bloknotum,
ya əbədi?
Açılsa,
kim açacaq onu?
Xalqım,
düşmən,
ya meh?…
You can read from more than 100 selected poems from Vaqif at his Azeri.org page.
I like these a lot, glad you keep em coming. Also, remember that pirs story I was working on? I finally got around to putting my version up – bit more fleshed out than what got published: http://vladicravich.wordpress.com/2011/09/01/the-persistence-of-pirs/
Vladic Ravich
September 5, 2011 at 12:54 am