Saturday, October 23, 2010

Optimistic Little Poem

Now and then it happens

that somebody shouts for help

and somebody jumps in at once

and absolutely gratis.

Here in the thick of the grossest capitalism

round the corner comes the shining fire brigade

and extinguishes, or suddenly

there's silver in the beggar's hat.

Mornings the streets are full

of people hurrying here and there without

daggers in their hands, quite equably

after milk or radishes.

As though in a time of deepest peace.

A splendid sight.

By Hans Magnus Enzensberger (b. 1929)

Originally in German, translated by David Constantine.


I was reading a collection of poems published on the London Underground while on the MRT (so very appropos!) when I came across this little gem.

This is a little poem; it's not one of those epic, take on life/death/ancient mariners and albatrosses type :) But I like the little poems - they're so good when you need some laughter and whimsy.Looked through photos from my recent trips and I'm thankful for so much grace - good times with friends, music and so much good food. Counting blessings is a good indoor pastime when the haze strikes :)

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