Thin ridges of land unploughed
Along the tree-rows
Covered with long cream grasses
Wind-torn.
Brown sand between them,
Blue boughs above.
.....
Row and row of waves ever
In the breaking;
Ever in arching and convulsed
Imminence;
Roll of muddy sea between;
Low clouds down-pressing
And pallid and streaming rain.
Rode my motorcycle through Rabbit Hash, Kentucky yesterday.... Glimpsing through the trees at the great Ohio River.... Simply beautiful. This poem should be placarded there...
I assume just a couple of images, short and sweet.. A very nuanced and beautifully written poem...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent poem, I liked it.10