To the Poet -- For the Unwritten Book

So, let us create the names.

They're a few – our life’s short days.
Even things have the shortened life.
Only names can eternity face.
Not our love – just a line of the love,
Not a flower – a name it above.

For the flower or love obtains
Endless life having one of names.

So, let us create the names!


Translated by Yevgeny Bonver, December, 2002