Periscope
Susan's poem, "Periscope"
-became a ladder; soared
-climb on, disappear
-to cosmos…
There she talks of…
-the stars,
-planets, so somehow
-past revives,
-countless are old and young
Just look up; visible
-awareness limited
-in distance
-of the depths
Gods many
-among them is Inti
And Mother,
-is the Earth…
Plenty are the whales …
-and fishes are countless
-as are the sands and dunes of deserts
-and trees in jungles; and forests
-friendly, ferocious and endless
-glaziers, and currents, seas, oceans
-and…and…and…
Feelings want to get lost
-feel drunk…
-hallucinated…
-and dumb and unconscious in trance…
There, tall are glasses?
-champagne-filled
-with blinks…
-planets and stars …
-are bubbles…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem