The sea traslated by Ann Wood
The sea with sea love has distributedof many grains of sand, meek tenderness,
of many algae, color has given
from the blue of its infinity.
And in a fit of love, it created
mother-of-pearl in the dissolved mussel,
in his underlings washed
traces of both sadness and resentment.
Oh, how he managed to do
then each fish with something different
and with his palms bluish-purple
to sow joy in its infinity.
And I stand tense and there is no,
on the sand, alone under the sky
and I feel both proud and great,
and strong and good as the sea.
Petya Dubarova
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2020-10-27 at 01:12
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