Friday, November 19, 2004, 10:50 GMT
Yes, "sorrow", of course. Stupid typo. I have never thought about publishing the stuff I do, but I would like to post learner's versions of some stories on the web, with annotations and vocabulary.
OK, now you'll see why I don't write too much poetry. Any suggestions would be welcome.
The Wolves' Song:
New-brewn the tempest
Beneath the sky all's grey
Twin sons of winter come
Endless snow and rain
Wasteland, where we live
Barren steppes and shelves
Nowhere even a patch of brush
Where we could drag ourselves
Beset outside by cold
By hunger from within
Our two tormentors these
Our cruel and constant kin
And there's a third,
The loaded gun --
On virgin snow
Our red blood runs
We freeze and starve
Our flanks by bullets carved
Our lot is misery
But still, by God, we're free!
OK, now you'll see why I don't write too much poetry. Any suggestions would be welcome.
The Wolves' Song:
New-brewn the tempest
Beneath the sky all's grey
Twin sons of winter come
Endless snow and rain
Wasteland, where we live
Barren steppes and shelves
Nowhere even a patch of brush
Where we could drag ourselves
Beset outside by cold
By hunger from within
Our two tormentors these
Our cruel and constant kin
And there's a third,
The loaded gun --
On virgin snow
Our red blood runs
We freeze and starve
Our flanks by bullets carved
Our lot is misery
But still, by God, we're free!