A Wayfarer Seeks His Ancestors In A Tombless Graveyard Poem by nimal dunuhinga
A Wayfarer Seeks His Ancestors In A Tombless Graveyard
Poverty ornamental brewing soul walks in the Pepper tree lane
And a far away tall chimney carries off smoke to the wistful sky
Like his wistful thinking.
Hardly he got into an omnipotent bus that goes to an unreal destiny.
I would like this to be windswept, if I know the whereabouts of the songbird Susie.Gharib?
*[ They have pierced my hands and my feet, they have counted all my bones.]
Nice imagery in this one. I like the wistful chimney smoke. It would be nice to know that Susie is posting here again. Take care. Kind regards, Sandra
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/9/2024 10:36:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Your poem captures the feel of angst and melancholy where the wayfarer dreams in the windswept graveyard. I too would be happy to see Susan posting again. She is a fine poet - like the author of this poem. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥