Morning To Night...Marbles Poem by elysabeth faslund
Morning To Night...Marbles
Jays scrapbook blue
Between cloud feathers
Of sky...
No rain promises kept.
Sun's morning has
Indented night a tad
Drastic...and sculpted
It into a Day...shadows
Peek-a-Boo evolutionary
Heroes...trees, buttercups,
Cats, me, you...
And, finding our sunlit dome
Pleasant...we tuck it into a
Pocket, like a prized marble...
Knowing, that after supper,
We'll place it on Night's
Satin sheets.
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I would like to translate this poem
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8/29/2026 8:48:13 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Elysabeth, this is great. The fracturing and reassembling of lines works so well and gives a sort of staccato effect. The narrative is great as a theme for a poem and the structure of it works really well.