The Pond’s Song of Springtime
a verse translation of a poem by Jenő Dsida
Published in
2 min readFeb 24
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How grand it was,
under the ice:
above and below,
paradise,
all around me
calm translucence -
Now every noise:
piercing nuisance.
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How grand it was,
under the ice:
above and below,
paradise,
all around me
calm translucence -
Now every noise:
piercing nuisance.
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