she perches
naked
upon wave
upon wave
of rock as if
a frozen sea
caught forever
in this
instant of seeing as
sunset silhouettes her
she lost
in time
her mind
touching the horizon
that only
a single seagull
dances above
hewn from an evening
made from memory.
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I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem, D'onall. Thank you for sharing. Peace