The Lighthouse
A poem by Rosa Jamali
Translated from original Persian into English by the Author
Lying on one side
I was moving the oceans one by one with my feet
It is the same flaming tropic that passes through my waist every few moments,
The same blaze fire that's painting all the tropical zones on my body;
All those Wild tribes,
The Canary coasts,
And the equator!
Where did you draw the Arctic ocean?
A pile of my hair are dark palm trees
My eyebrows are the command of the North Wind
My hands are the sails of the Atlantic
My eyes; the lighthouse
My lips trenches of the seabed...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful words ❤️