The end of a white road;
pearlwort in a stone square,
cold and calm the wind.
The tanning of a whale; seals at dance
dog-eyed in the morning and lost to snow,
shapes like stones in new skins.
Petrels fall out of the wind
(sky and earth tipped; a passage into grey) .
So mourn for the green in another place,
a distant bodhran, stones and breakers
in white-boned water, shattered glass
endurance the last sleep: deep in fern.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
endurance the last sleep. good poem. thanks.