для статьи переводила стишок африканского поэта
THE ELEPHANT
Some think I am a moving mountain
Some call my tail my trunk
And my trunk my tail
Some think my teeth are my tusks
And my tusks are my teeth
Yet others think my eyes are mere beads
But what amuses me all the more
Is the large number of those who think
I have no lips, no mouth!
The six blind men are
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