To kill the time

My first ever poem althogh I don't deem myself as a poet, but it came about quite surprsingly.

I’ve written this solitary poem in French; and that happened during the one and only time in my life when I was unemployed; having returned from service in West Africa and it expresses in particular such feelings. This time of unemployment was a turning point in my life, in which I’ve decided to draw and paint and started to write, and I don’t regret it at all.

I got a new job after some six months, and this poem was written about that time in my life, when I felt that my working day was a waste of time forced upon me, as I had to earn a living �" while I waited impatiently to get back to the unfinished painting on my easel.

Tuer le temps

De temps en temps

J’essaie a tuer le temps

et chaque matin

qaund je me revielle en temps’

sur que j’ai reussi a tuer le temps

Je comprend que me’il faut

encore une fois au moins

a tuer le temps

To kill the time

From time to time

I try to kill the time

And every morning

When I wake up on time

Sure that I’ve succeeded

to kill the time

I understand that I’ll need

One more time at least

To kill the time.

© Haim Kadman 1970 �" all rights reserved.