Breaking news of Noah’s flood
For eyes that see and ears that hear
Is bound to break hearts
Even yours and mine from the distance
The night that fell defied your west and my east
Though night only for angels but a bite for the beast
Surprised by a wailing wind
On the shores of New Orleans
Soothsaying as an art
Is now the property of forecasters
Of rain and wind and flood
For rolling out the night
Beware Honey
Bells of night may ring again
To wake the sleepers of day
If only they can rise from sleep
I can hear your cry
The great wind brought it to me
In the middle of my sleep
Now a shrill from your bloodless bones
Like the cry here
Your voice bounces around my neighbourhood
And they regret that I regret
That I was so given and gone
If only I recall our last summer
Around the kissing gate
On another plate of love
The farewell only meant always present
It was good we tried to be good
Not promising the spacewalk
Or the catwalk for the eyes
That pop for the TV screen
But did Katrina steal you from me
In envy of the love song that put me to sleep
And you stood on top of a friendly roof
Still whispering my name with that song
Katrina might make a show of you
And grant you accolades for cinematic positions
From a culture of shows
But you will never ever shy away from love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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