I KNOW WHAT WILL FILL MY SPRING

I feel drained, fulfilled after making

two translations of Enheduanna,

standing on the shoulders of giants

and, unlike Isaac Newton, telling

truth not false modesty. But

speaking of modesty, I know

what will fill my spring and make

it flow, flooding again its stream...

Or, lack of modesty and instead

much prurience!

15.06.2024

#Poem #Poems #Poetry #Verse