World Haiku Series 2019 (65) Haiku by Iosif Rabinovich

World Haiku Series 2019 (65)

Haiku by Iosif Rabinovich

 

The scarab poked its head out of the litter,

The sun is at its Zenith and the world is beautiful –

Breathing the fresh air.

 

スカラベは、ごみの外に頭をつついた,

太陽は天頂にあり、世界は美しいです –

新鮮な空気を呼吸する。

***

The powers that be have it all:

Power, wealth, big profits,

And we, sinners, have too.

 

それをすべて持っていることの力:

パワー、富、大きな利益,

そして、私たち罪人も、持っています。

***

Two centipedes kept pace,

A woodpecker before they peck,

Admired the soldiers ‘ training.

 

二つのムカデはペースを保ちます,

彼らはペックの前にキツツキ,

兵士の訓練を賞賛した。

***

Haiku folded-not a nut to wrap,

Then the bolt will not help –

Another device is needed.

 

俳句折り返し-ないナットをラップします,

その後、ボルトは役に立たない –

別のデバイスが必要です。

***

At the bottom, among the crayfish and stars of the sea,

Easier to breathe than among the stars of show business,

With cancer.

The scent of her skin took in the coolness of the morning

And the heat of the night, mad and passionate –

She is beautiful, words are powerless.

 

下部には、ザリガニや海の星の中で,

ショービジネスの星の中よりも息をするのが簡単,

がんの場合。

彼女の肌の香りは、朝の涼しさにかかりました

そして、夜の暑さ、狂わしくそして情熱的な –

彼女は美しく、言葉は無力です。

***

Rain on the windowsill,

As an Inquisitor’s son,

Madhouse looms steel bars.

 

窓辺に雨,

インクイジターの息子として,

マッドハウスは、鋼棒を織機。

***

The wine of love is intoxicating,

But worst and worst of all

Hungover morning…

 

愛のワインは酔わせる,

しかし、最悪と最悪のすべての

二日酔いの朝..

***

Flying over the cuckoo’s nest,

Don’t forget to lay your eggs in it –

Not all the same cat carnival.

 

鳩の巣の上を飛ぶ,

その中に卵を産むことを忘れないでください –

すべてではない同じ猫のカーニバル。

***

On all the Cicada

Find your Lafontaine,

To put her in an anthill.

 

すべての蝉に

あなたのラフォンテーヌを見出す,

彼女を蟻の中に入れる。

***

 

 

Bio:

Iosif Rabinovich was born in year starters the second world war, was born in year A-Hare, as and his, not to night whether, pomyanut, namesake Joseph Vissarionovich, but unlike him not a cross between Sagittarius with Capricorn, and lion.

He went to school immediately after the war, combined his studies at the Institute with the Khrushchev thaw.

He belongs to the well-known Dolgoprudny organized scientific and technical group-graduated from fiztech.

Engaged in many: science, journalism, spearfishing and even played in the early KVN.

Began writing poetry at the tender childhood, somewhere in the period of the battle of Stalingrad, of course, about their tanks and hawks.

For the first time he published a poem (of course, about the struggle for peace) “Letter to an American student” in the district newspaper of Zadonsk (Lipetsk region)” Banner of communism ” in 1957.

On fee received ran away from his parents in Moscow for the world festival of youth and students in order to communicate with these students and especially the students personally.

After writing almost ceased, except that of utilitarian purposes (anniversaries of friends and colleagues) and doing all of the above.

With the advent of perestroika and in connection with its own half-century anniversary suddenly stood on the tourist trail, and this caused a relapse of children’s poetic disease.

What came out of it, he takes seriously, but calmly.

To preserve mental and other balance.

Non-partisan (generally and always), an unbeliever (not to be confused with an atheist).

There are grandchildren, and as a reason for this – a wife and child. He eats, drinks and smokes everything.

Here are two photos presented by Mr. Iosif Rabinovich, which will inspire you to write more haiku.