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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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                | SECRET |  | 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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