Like a giant tower over
A trembling village
It reins over all
You cannot hide
For it sees what you do not
It knows
What you do not
And it hears
What you do not
When you touch
Its arms with
Long fingers and nails
It becomes angered
And makes you
As cold as death
When you see its shadow
Run as a rabbit
Would run from a hunter
For it will see you
As we lie in fear
We tremble
As the weeds comfort
Our cries
The castle in this poem looms large. Great poem. This makes me think of the castle of Vlad Dracul and how imposing it must have been and how frightning and mad Vlad Dracul must have been.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I absolutely love this poem! It still gives me chills whenever I read it, and it almost forces me to visualize an old Spanish castle, while still giving my imagination range over what it really stands for. It's fantastic and I hope to read more from you! Um, just ignore this next part if it's too personal, but I read about a girl who won a science prize in the newspaper, and I was wondering if that was you. If it is, I used to go to your school, so congrats! And, if you have time, please feel free to respond to this. I'd really like to know the answer to my question, but would understand if you refuse to reply.