I'm ill (some stomach flu...) so I don't feel fit for any big celebrations, but let me honor the Imbolc with some poetry reading
(found here via this blog).
This is the poem by one of the greatest Polish poets who lived at the first half of the XX c., my favourite Konstanty Ildefons Gałczyński.
It is a poem about a sparrow, which is a very small bird but eats the ugly centipede, and nobody supports him, and the poet calls out to the readers that the sparrow is our sincere friend and we should love him, God dammed!
(it's not me, it's the poet's words! *^v^*)
Sparrows always remind me of warm Spring days.
Okay, I'm not a poet so I cannot translate it beautifully, let me leave you with the poem itself. *^v^*
O wróbelku
Wróbelek jest mała ptaszyna,
wróbelek istotka niewielka,
on brzydką stonogę pochłania,
lecz nikt nie popiera wróbelka.
Więc wołam: Czyż nikt nie pamięta,
że wróbelek jest druh nasz szczery?!
Kochajcie wróbelka, dziewczęta,
kochajcie, do jasnej cholery!
Galczynski is my fave polish poet. I love his poem niech beda pochwalone, it talks about birds too... although I am now a fan of the poet you mentioned... here a while ago, I've read thru some of his stuff, but its more contemporary that Ildefons stuff. I hope u r feeling a bit better soon!!
ReplyDeleteHappy Imbolc:)
ReplyDeleteI love sparrows, theya re such cheery looking birds
Hope you are feeling better soon!
ReplyDeletespring sounds wonderful right now-we just had a really cold couple weeks and yesterday a dumping of snow-but it has warmed up a little.