HYACINTH'S WAY BY ZAWGYI

Hycinth's Way (11)

EVER THOUGHT OF THAT?

Beda, yes! Beda,
Cool and pleasant, the name's fragrant
In the tidal creek here,
A hundred times more than being fragrant
The state of having to suffer
Striking, smitting and twirling, these are to be ably endured;
And there's the whirlpool at the tides' confluence,
That needs a punting pole's assistance,
Also at the rise and ebb's way is truly,
The danger of the golden ducks that act unruly.

Its not that I shall have to be fragrant,
In these parts of the creek that echo,
The reed-piper's melodies vibrant;
In all ways that rises up and falls down below,
All look for only the major pleasant way, I should say
But in due course in their tracking,
First and foremost meeting with attacks;
And also suffering from injuries of twirling,
Have you ever thought of that?

Zawgyi

(University O-way Magazine, 1960)

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