krispin joseph p.x

Sharapova - Poem by krispin joseph p.x

over the frozen sea
walks the captain’s daughter
she who deported a thousand ships
with a single kiss
let’s call her
whoever calls
she’ll come along
and stay for however long
tennis, cricket, football
anything goes

don’t trust
the blue-faced doors
at the thatched harbour
any time
they can let in

which shipmate kissed her
with a cleft lip
who pulled away the sailing ships
from her rusty nipples

it’s on seeing her lying on her side
wearing a red skirt
that some sailor cried
that the earth is round

for centuries together
has been just a ball
let her roll away

Translated by V. C haris

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 11, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 11, 2010

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