she steps aside among feathered wings
and in her hands a heart beating, stills.
she smiles with premonition. licking at the tear.
visualizing truth in the breaking
silence
seeing the sounds
she cannot hear
denying the obvious to embrace the obscene
and lingering in a eclipsed
dawn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
denying the obvious to embrace the obscene and lingering in a eclipsed dawn The last three lines are really wonderful. Enjoyed the reading. The title of the poem is very catchy and meaningful and perfectly relates to the last lines of the poem. Keep writing, Lamia. Best Wishes Naseer