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The Literary Groong - 05/17/2008

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    MY FATE

    By Tanya Hovanessian


    My fate was to live
    as a human
    called the most able
    after God.
    My fate was to live
    in this fearful century.
    My fate was to have
    a dream I could
    not reach and
    to die without
    kissing even 
    your eyes.



    I AM NOT A PAINTER

    but if I could just paint
    my eyes on canvas calling
    it Sadness
    I'd be famous. 



    I AM A WOMAN NOT A FOOL

    I know that fire burns
    but even so
    I stretch a finger.
    Even so I know
    poison drips  from
    both your eyes
    so why am I handing you
    my heart, even so?



--
TANYA HOVANESSIAN was an Armenian poet born in Gyumri and died in the
earthquake of 1988. She was one of the most promising young poets of
the time.

Translated from the Armenian by Diana Der-Hovanessian and reprinted
from THE OTHER VOICE, Armenian Women's Poetry Through the Ages. AIWA.


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