On The Other Side



to Tomas Transtromer

barred birds
suffocate on freedom
they circulate in closed circles
slowly untangle from the net

I enter the boat swimming away
in a dark eternity
contorted faces grow from the trees
resound in dreams
they call me to return
into a dead forest

I'm searching for the exit
from the stone world
into the endless carnival

I fight for breath





Poetry by Anna Banasiak
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Written on 2018-03-14 at 17:04

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What a tremendous ending. I love the poem!
Ashe
2018-03-16


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Excuse my ignorance but I had to look up this poet. I did and read Under Pressure and it was great. In a way you have captured his style here. Thank you.
2018-03-15