Albatross Poem by Petra Novakova
Albatross
The rotting corpse of the Albatross lies
on the other side of the silver-tongued coils
dead in the pitch black of the ocean
rest all its enemies yet no victors
are left to celebrate their survival
for no one ever comes to weep over
the body of an Albatross.
Interesting! Not sure if I understand it. Good imagery of the rotting bird, and its enemies who are dead but have survived (?) Have they only survived physically, but not poetically, because nobody was there to remember them? And what is the relation between celebrating their survival and weeping over the body of their victim?
Actually, you got the gist of it. Everyone is gone one way or another. There is no victory to be found in another's death regardless of how it came to be. In general, death leaves pain and an all-encompassing sense of loss in its wake. I'm afraid that this is not a very pleasant poem.
Nice piece of work Petra Thank you for sharing Mario Odekerken
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/28/2024 6:59:36 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A great start with a nice poem, Petra. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks