Al Que Quiere!. William Carlos Williams

Чтение книги онлайн.

      peace, my mind;

       there with the ships moored in the river.

       Go out, timid child,

       and snuggle in among the great ships

      talking so quietly.

       Maybe you will even fall asleep near

      them and be

       lifted into one of their laps, and in the

      morning—

       There is always the morning in which to

      remember it all!

      ​

      Of what are they gossiping? God knows.

       And God knows it matters little for we

      cannot understand them.

       Yet it is certainly of the sea, of that

      there can be no question.

       It is a quiet sound. Rest! That's all

      I care for now.

       The smell of them will put us to sleep

      presently.

       Smell! It is the sea water mingling here

      into the river—

       at least so it seems—perhaps it is some-

      thing else—but what matter?

       The sea water! It is quiet and smooth

      here!

       How slowly they move, little by little

      trying

       the hawsers that drop and groan with

      their agony.

       Yes, it is certainly of the high sea they

      are talking.