I want to write you
a love poem tall as the river
Volta with us standing
on its snaking craggy
banks and watching it come and go
trailing with it twigs from the plains
and dry leaves flapping on its glassy crust
at times we see branches
runoff beneath the crust and come out
with the ebb and flow bruised that we fear to watch
there are the screaming fishes panting at the mouth of the sea
they recall with tears the long snaking path
from the mountains to the savannah and the cascading
days that we must grab
each other and step back
get our dancing shoes
already soaked
and we must not forget
to grab each other
with the dream between us
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
we should remember to show our love even if the other knows...lovely poem...nalini