NaPoWriMo Day 16
This was definitely strange… not in a bad way. 😀
Schnee
Meinst du am Ende die Möwen, die Stiefel nachts
auf der Mole, nachts in den Schnee? Triest oder
Turku, Turku, Triest – wo sind die Flocken, wo
die Figuren, unsere Sohlen, was treten sie fest?
Meinst du den Lichtschein am Rand, die Tiefe,
meinst du den Blick, die offene See? Kein
Schnee, Schnee, Kot, Kaugummi, Eis, und
kein Schnee – Schneefall ist alles, was ich noch
weiß, blau sind die Hände, blau ist der Rest.
Snow
Mine does the end mean, the stifling nights
of the mole, nights in the snow? Thrice over
Turkey, Turkey thrice – we sing the flocks, we
the figurines, also stolen, was treating the feast?
Mine you then light shine on Rand, the tuff,
Mine does then blink, the oven see? Kind
snow, snow, caught gummy cow, ice, and
kind snow – snowfall is all, was it not
white, blue sing the hands, blue is the rest.
My English is not good, it goes over my head. please don’t mind.
I wouldn’t worry about that. You speak my language and I can’t speak yours. I’d say you’re doing just fine!