All English Sonnets
TOGETHER WE CAN REALLY GO TO TOWN
When all adjoining rivulets are flowing
According to the gradient of the plain,
To worth, What is the Utterbehni doing
By flowing north against the common grain?
But if like me it knows where it is going,
There, I will let and leave it on its own,
For as the unban settlements are growing,
I am on my way out of the town.
Perhaps, the Uttarbehni doesn’t know
That like it, I am also, all alone,
Against the common grain I also flow
Together we can really go to town.
For I will make a hut upon its shore
And neither will be lonely any more.