she who was once smiling
so full of what they call life
today idles midebb panting,
shuttles viper tons of black water
to pan oil,
estuaries shit pesticide,
trawlers cast mammouth nets,
man, marine satellites
to reinforce radio activity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sensitive soul can describe the insults to nature. One can realize the author's identication with nature.