Death does not live here anymore
Stripped of name but one with the north wind
And the one who lives west of the moon
Whose meat has been minced, stripped raw to the bone
She will be recognized with brilliant signs
Senseless she made better sense
Heavy leaded soles break free to rise above the sea
Lovers come and go but love remains
Death does not live here anymore
Nor in the deep chasms of the sea
Those about to die do not die easily
Bodies racked in agony, hamstrings stretched
Straining torture racks creak yet not break
But even hearts with strong faith shall snap
And primal evil prevail in west of the moon
Death does not live here anymore
Comatose, I hope this helps. It's about us fighting the tyranny of death an end that we are all heir to. The line in reference to the east of the sun and west of the mind alludes to a norwegian fairy tale regarding a cursed prince who was turned into a polar bear but in the end love prevails.
i dont think i understand what its about, but i think if i do i will find this poem good, its well written, i hope sometime youll explain this one to me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Strong and dark this one - - and some of the imagery is compelling - - a verse to re-read, and some more - - with each reading new truth unfolds....... so good....Fay