What is love?
What is love’s fake happiness?
– Just one black, sadistic serpent…
And he, whose heart turns into its nest,
Shall bear its grievance in dim darkness…
Love is a nasty spring-awakened snake
So do stay away, lest you get pricked…
Look at my sad heart, about to break,
And all the dark tears that I shed…
———Derenik Demirjian
Translated by Tatul Sonentz
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God! These People…
God! People took me for a fool,
They cast at me many a stone.
The rocks hit me in the heart,
And the wounds still linger on…
But the big rock that you threw
During my madcap days of love,
I still conceal deep, deep inside,
In my heart’s most hidden cove…
———Derenik Demirjian
Translated by Tatul Sonentz
Tatul Sonentz-Papazian
Tatul Sonentz-Papazian is the former editor of the Armenian Review and director of the ARF and First Republic of Armenia Archives, based in Watertown, Mass. He has been a contributor to the Armenian Weekly for over 50 years. He currently directs the Publications Department of the Armenian Relief Society.
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