
קארין, האחיינית שלי (בת 13.5), קראה את הספר Call of the Wild מאת ג'ק לונדון ובמסגרת שיעור אנגלית כתבה שיר על הספר.
ג'ק לונדון פרסם את הספר ב-1903.הספר המספר את סיפורו של הכלב Buck, החי חיים נוחים כחיית מחמד, נחטף ונמכר למחפשי זהב באיזור ה-Yukon המושלג. הכלב נחשף למציאות האכזרית באיזור הנ"ל, עובר שינוי מהותי והופך מחיית מחמד לחיית פרא קדמונית.
מאד התרשמתי מהשיר שהיא כתבה וקיבלתי את רשותה לפרסם אותו כאן.
In the wild, there it lay
cozy in the snow, as the fur on its back sway
never it fears, never it will give up
stomach is as hollow as a cup
As it travels to find its meal
never it fears, never it will give up
stomach is as hollow as a cup
As it travels to find its meal
in the bushes was a loud squeal
shocked in movement, started to sniff around
finds a dying moose on the ground
thinking it has found food
saw a grown wolf in a bad mood
Growling teeth, and fear eyes
clouds start to part in the skies
two of them know a fight will breakout
while the dying moose gives out its last shout
The beast and the wolf start their duel
fighting in the cold, for their only fuel
after biting and scratching, the wolf began to fall
the beast knows this will end with him taking it all
The wolf died a painful death, and the beast on the fight
the sun was out, but the wolf’s life was not so bright
as the beast continues his journey in the wild
the weather becomes warm and mild
finds a dying moose on the ground
thinking it has found food
saw a grown wolf in a bad mood
Growling teeth, and fear eyes
clouds start to part in the skies
two of them know a fight will breakout
while the dying moose gives out its last shout
The beast and the wolf start their duel
fighting in the cold, for their only fuel
after biting and scratching, the wolf began to fall
the beast knows this will end with him taking it all
The wolf died a painful death, and the beast on the fight
the sun was out, but the wolf’s life was not so bright
as the beast continues his journey in the wild
the weather becomes warm and mild
The beast does not know where he is heading
his fur is stale and it starts shedding
the beast does not mind, and does not waste time
his slobber becomes an unappealing slime
A bird calls, or a wolf howl is all the beast hears
even the toughest creatures, it never fears
searching for a new place to sleep
the beast searches where the snow isn’t too deep
Not only a dog, but a beast inside
there inside the snow, sleeping and maybe wants to hide
the beast never knows what will happen in a few next days
all the beast knows is that in the wild, that is where it stays
his fur is stale and it starts shedding
the beast does not mind, and does not waste time
his slobber becomes an unappealing slime
A bird calls, or a wolf howl is all the beast hears
even the toughest creatures, it never fears
searching for a new place to sleep
the beast searches where the snow isn’t too deep
Not only a dog, but a beast inside
there inside the snow, sleeping and maybe wants to hide
the beast never knows what will happen in a few next days
all the beast knows is that in the wild, that is where it stays
2 תגובות:
to Karin: just to tell you that your poem is very special and i enjoyed reading it.it made me feel
your emotions
you have many hidden corners inside of you and now i saw one
and i love it
i miss you
Pazit
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