Will you glimmer on the sea?
Will you fling your spear-head
On the shore?
What note shall we pitch?
We have a song,
On the bank we share our arrows—
The loosed string tells our note:
O flight,
Bring her swiftly to our song.
She is great,
We measure her by the pine-trees.
O flight, Bring her swiftly to our song. She is great, We measure her by the pine-trees. a beautiful poem. tony
What I particularly like about her is that her style and her topics change to enhance each poem-she's not a one-trick pony!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I get the symbolism, going for a date, with a bunch of violets