Wind’s fingers on
summer’s Sumerian lyre
tunes all from antiquity
trails with waves
on sand dunes
Yes, silently! but even then certain ears are tuned to unheard melodies!
This is reminiscent of the lyric fragments of Sappho in sheer beauty and power. Exquisite verse.
a golden treasure in the sun as summer is ending, a metaphor of life.
A snapshot captured in words, a motion described motionless captured in the words of time. I enjoyed this poem. I invite you to read Flow Flames, it is different from my normal madness.
summer's Sumerian lyre is a fantastic epithet to get a visual image of your poem with greater significance taking the whole poem for metaphor for life, lovely composition, , , , love it...10
Wavy sketch of sand dunes alluring A line drawn from past to present I hope still it is very nice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Visions of ecstasy i see in every fragment...