An Attempt Wisława Szymborska
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O little song, surely you're mocking me,
for even had I gone the high road,
I would not have come up roses.
Only roses come up roses and no one else. You know that.
I attempted to have leaves. I tried to turn into a bush.
With held breath—to make it happen faster—
I yearned for my enclosure in rose petals.
O little song that has no pity on me:
I have a single body, immutable;
I am an annual—to the marrow of my bone.
for even had I gone the high road,
I would not have come up roses.
Only roses come up roses and no one else. You know that.
I attempted to have leaves. I tried to turn into a bush.
With held breath—to make it happen faster—
I yearned for my enclosure in rose petals.
O little song that has no pity on me:
I have a single body, immutable;
I am an annual—to the marrow of my bone.
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