by Ludmyla Taran, 1994

How much garbage have I swept up?
How many floors have I washed?
But the world isn't a better place for it.
Chaos draws near, chaos loves laziness and disarray
Among things and people, in the soul
Or in the brain.

But I restore order, I arrange my being
I repair my existence --
All in vain.

translated from the Ukrainian by Virlana Tkacz and Wanda Phipps

tar9.doc 11/4/94

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