Folding the sheets

    "Folding the sheets" , a poem by Rosemary Dobson. 

                                                                      
                                                             You and I will fold the sheets,                                  
                                                             Advancing towards each other,
                                                             From Burma, from Lapland,

                                                             From India where the sheets
                                                             have been washed in the river
                                                             And pounded upon stones:
                                                             Together we will match the corners.


                                                From the poem "Folding the sheets" by Rosemary Dobson. 
                                    "Washing Sheets and Saris", Varanasi, India, photography  by Garth Levin.

                                                                  

                                                                      Εσύ κι'εγώ θα διπλώσουμε τα σεντόνια,
                                                         Προχωρώντας ο ένας προς τον άλλον,
                                                         Από την Βιρμανία, από την Λαπωνία

                                                         Από την Ινδία όπου τα σεντόνια
                                                         έχουν πλυθεί στο ποτάμι
                                                         και έχουν σφυροκοπηθεί πάνω στις πέτρες:
                                                         Μαζί θα ταιριάξουμε τις γωνίες.


                             Απόσπασμα από το ποίημα "Διπλώνοντας τα σεντόνια" της Rosemary Dobson.
                            "Πλένοντας σεντόνια και Σάρι", Βαρανάσι, Ινδία, φωτογραφία του Garth Levin.