«Old hut, barely one room, / Often, the blizzards cry / At your door; gloom / And worry come-by and When a bad year befalls, / Hunger comes along; / Laments within your walls / Rob the notes from a song. Bitterness, everyone sings / About: neediness, duress, / The evil and sad thing...»
«Tiny stars, bright stars, high stars! / What are you keeping-in, and what are you hiding? / How do the tender, deep-thoughts of stars, / Keep my soul captive, without binding? Private stars, compact stars! / Is it your beauty, knowledge, or might? / What great power, o heavenly stars, / ...»
«At the moment the autumn disappeared, / The brusque winter came tearing all along. / Winged like, it has appeared, / No one knows how, why, or for how long. Deep frosts turned the dams into sheer ice, / (A heavenly sight for every ice sprinter) / Some boys exclaimed, "Hey, it’s nice!" /...»
«Dozing bell pealed / And woke the fields, / At the sun smiled / The sleepy earth. Some clangs mounted / Strait to the blue sky / And the forests resounded / The ones that went awry, White moon hid / Beyond the stream. / Running wave bid / Him,“Happy dreams” The hushed glen b...»