August 16, 2016

නිශ්ශබ්ද ලෝකය


In an effort to get people to look
into each other’s eyes more,
and also to appease the mutes,
the government has decided
to allot each person exactly one hundred
and sixty-seven words, per day.

When the phone rings, I put it to my ear
without saying hello. In the restaurant
I point at chicken noodle soup.
I am adjusting well to the new way.

Late at night, I call my long distance lover,
proudly say I only used fifty-nine today.
I saved the rest for you.
When she doesn’t respond,
I know she’s used up all her words,
so I slowly whisper I love you
thirty-two and a third times.
After that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe.

-Jeffery McDaniel
දිනමිණ වසත් සුළඟ- 16/08/2016 

4 comments:

  1. අපුරුයි , ඔබේ පරිවර්තන හැකියාව ඉහලයි

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    1. ස්තූතියි ඉවාන්! :)

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  2. මුල් කව මෙන්ම ඔබේ පරිවර්තනයද විශිෂ්ඨයි.

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    1. ස්තූතියි රවී. මුල් කවියේ අසාමාන්‍ය බවට මටත් කැමති හිතුණා.

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