Mar. 4th, 2004

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Don't Cry, Eaglets

The smallest basil leaf
The smallest basil leaf was heard to whimper:
Silent dew, won't you fall on me?
I fell on you two days in a row,
But today I was distracted watching
The mountain fairy quarrel with an eagle.
The fairy said, the mountain is mine.
The eagle said, no, it's mine.
The fairy broke the eagle's wings.
The eaglets in the nest cried bitterly,
Bitterly they cried in their sorrow.
Don't cry, eaglets in the nest, I said,
I'll take you to the land of India
Where amaranth grows to the horses' knees,
Sweet clover to their shoulders,
And the sun never sets.
At that the eaglets were consoled.


Nobody

He shows me tonight
his hair of wire glass and flowers
double-edged lips
five-pointed tongue

Ah he unbuttons
his silk vest
he has a body after all
a gold watch

And in the meantime meantime
in the shadow of his trousers
instead of feet
he has two little wheels
devilish little wheels




Both of these are Serbian. Both of them are disturbing. But the first one is an old folk rhyme and the second is modern. Where do I find these things? The program notes of the most recent New England Philharmonic concert, of course.

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