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Начало › Poets › Kerana Stoyanova
HOSPITAL
An old gypsy woman hopelessly wailed,
Her voice piercing hoarsely the backyard.
"Stop you scaring people away!" - waved
her plump hands a nurse at the woman.
Inmates peeped through the glass
At the far end the weeds slightly visibly moved:
Having craved for the visiting day for so long,
Almost out of breath a man there
Made love quickly to his sick wife; from above
Somebody pensively watched them with care.
Left alone, feeling timid and lonesome
In the hospital one realizes with fear:
As long as you wear your body of flesh and bones
And clench your teeth, nobody here
Can tell evil from good, life from death.
Nurses silently fluttered about
Looking like angels - clement but frowning
In the air the steps of white souls were heard
As they noiselessly came from the great beyond
Their mortal bodies to settle again.
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Within its greenish throat the bell
Was pounding heavily its tongue.
The toll passed by the osier-bed to tell
The sunstruck village something wrong.
In under- tone the women spoke above the fences
And men held their crumpled caps, remembering the dead;
A cat with orange flames instead of eyes
Passed through the lazy afternoon...
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