Lightning From Sparks Poem by Evangeline Ingram
Lightning From Sparks
I stole a poem today,
Found it pressed between leaves
Of a book in a store
Filled with a thousand books
None of which I cared about.
It leapt out at me
Like lightning or fire,
Struck something, and settled.
(I left without buying.)
Now I wonder
If the poem in me
This wild, half-known thing,
more feeling than thought,
Was once caught in words,
Chained down to a page.
I am afraid to check.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 3:40:03 AM # 1.0.0.1119
U ar a talent, truly.