The sea traslated by Ann Wood

The sea with sea love has distributed
of 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




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Written on 2020-10-27 at 01:12

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Ann Wood The PoetBay support member heart!
Glad that you all like it; she was a great writer and poet.
2020-10-27


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
This is uplifting, thank you ~~~
2020-10-27


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo!
Ken D
2020-10-27


Ann Wood The PoetBay support member heart!
You are more than welcome. She was too young when she died.
2020-10-27



Thank you for this translation, a beautiful labour of love.
2020-10-27