A Big Wave Poem,
—it breaks off the page
And swells in your memory,
now hollow with rage
Its blank pages churning,
new sounds fill the air
Deep ink you are coursing,
as breathless you dare
Its words a tsunami,
they tumble and maul
Crushing all but the fearless,
watching consonants fall
Tightly closed up inside,
you compress for the light
And hope at the end,
you are saved in the fight
When giant verse calls,
hope and fear you befriend
Your line now committed,
—a write to the end
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July,2017)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem