Earliest Sunrise Poem by Kim Barney
Earliest Sunrise
Finally, here I stand
on the Easternmost piece of land
of all South America,
the closest spot to Africa
on this entire continent.
The sun rises here
sooner than anywhere
else in this country.
You can't see Africa from here
like you can in Southern Spain
but I can feel it pulling me;
the tug is very plain.
Supposed birthplace of mankind
is there across the sea,
but I don't think I'll ever go;
some things aren't meant to be.
14 Oct 2014
Latitude 07º 09' 28'
Longitude 034º 47' 30'
The lighthouse has a poem:
Se marcares, ao largo, o lampejo
De um farol a marcar o caminho
Saberás ser o nosso desejo
que jamais tu navegues sozinho.
(Canção do Hidrógrafo)
If, as you start to sail, you take note of the flash
of a lighthouse to mark the way
you will know it to be our desire
that you never sail alone.
(Song of the Hydrographer)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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The pull of the nature an instinct so basic. Sand flows through are fingers as we are unable to grasp the yearnings.