Wow! ! what an incredible phenomenon
Its miracles many have i seen
how it heals and seals
everything is invested
every word
every wound
time keeps a cave of light for the lost
the gropers in the dark
and a wind for the flames of now
a clap for the bent heads to lift up
a lap for the bruised
a slap for the brutal arms
you and i, dear, have to wade through its waters
remember
It's time! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem got under my skin! It's very persuasive although I'm not sure I know what it taught me. The vividness of the language carried me along. Your images are fresh and, as Mayakovsky said, they have no wrinkles! I like the fact that you didn't just moan about time and condemn its ravages but sincerely tried tried to fit it into the life we lead. And since we can't escape it, that is a wise alternative.