In the world, where men grow wise,
"Go out," I said, "and learn the rule;
Come back when you win a prize."
My heart came back again:
"Now where is the prize?" I cried. ----
"The rule was false, and the prize was pain,
And the teacher's name was Pride."
I put my heart to school
In the woods, where veeries sing,
And brooks run cool and clear;
In the fields, where wild flowers spring,
And the blue of heaven bends near.
"Go out," I said: "you are half a fool,
But perhaps they can teach you here."
"And why do you stay so long,
My heart, and where do you roam?"
The answer came with a laugh and a song, ---
"I find this school is home."
God in Town by Kateryna Kalytko
My funeral is fixed on Sunday. It’s not much of a day for a ceremony like this. But it cannot be helped. I died on Friday, and with the heat wave we’ve got, there’s no time to lose. I never knew how to lay plans for days ahead. And so I died unexpectedly, suspiciously silent, on Friday night in the middle of summer when most decent citizens are on holidays or trips (…).
Zdania do tłumaczenia
Before you open the cover, make sure that power is off.