Sea Of Beads Poem by Maria Barnas
Sea Of Beads
The town turned round
when I looked back. Excuse me please
I thought you were someone else.
I've got a good swearword
a mean bead on my tongue.
I cut a striped heart out of paper.
Don't I dare that I need you?
The world is tired and on the blue lines
of an exercise book it's cold.
First a man still slept here.
Now the body rises.
I'm reduced to silence.
Translation: 2008, Donald Gardner
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5/6/2024 2:39:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful imageries fill the poem with an overall elegance and your poetic skill amazes. Thanks poetess for the nicely crafted poem. A huge 10 for it. Regards. Subhas, India.