A Blind Man Looks At The Sea Poem by Leslie Philibert
A Blind Man Looks At The Sea
Let me be healed in the sea wash,
late waves, back water
that curls under the Moon.
My face pulled to the tide;
my eyes brothers in salt.Let
the gulls call me to the first
slight waves, let the wind change
direction in my ears.
Let me drink all this;
ebb and flood, wind and sea,
sea and wind, flood and ebb.
Morrissey posts here (she has just won the T.S Eliot Poetry Prize)
I decided to put this in too.
I read this poem 'A Blind Man Looks At The Sea'. I tried to understand as I am an ophthalmologist. How can I interpret 'my eyes brothers in salt'?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 1:14:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Good piece. Compelling and flowing images that create a very nice read indeed. Excellent write.