The Tambourine Poem by Reynaldo Casison
The Tambourine
The tambourine
Glows,
In the evening wind
It glows,
A sonata glow,
Like a tangerine star,
It glows and glows
The tambourine,
It glows,
With a desire of love,
It glows like a dress
It glows,
A rare kind of love,
The stars,
keep the seashells,
Warm,
Upon the moon,
caressed shore
The tambourine,
Glows,
And glows,
In the violin hair,
Of the wind
Reynaldo Casison
It's too difficult an instrument for me, mine is the triangle in B flat…….
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/6/2024 12:04:15 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A greatly underated instrument. Reynaldo, you have brought to it the justice that it deserves. Beautiful imagery!