An attempt to translate my swedish poem..


The boy on the moon

I can see a boy
sitting on the edge of the
crescent moon

dangling his legs
humming a song

he is looking out to the infinite
open space of universe

picking stars,
put them on his lap

he let some of them
tumble through his fingers


shooting stars on the evening sky




Poetry by Angelhug
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Written on 2006-08-13 at 20:26

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night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
I really adore the imagery:) such a joy to read! Thanks for sharing and keep writing:) *applause*
2009-03-11


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2009-03-10


amandeep
yeah..this is very beautiful picture

u captured a beautifl scene and presented very well

nicely done

Applauds
2008-09-24


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
hi there this is a wonderful translation and well done for giving us the benefit of reading it rgds mike
2006-09-23


Emelén The PoetBay support member heart!
I want to read this to my children ! What a sweet picture youve painted here .
2006-09-17


Cris
A nice little poem... so soft..
a small story of the moonboy
2006-08-13


Thomas Selnes The PoetBay support member heart!
Well, I could certainly see the wee gentleman sending shooting stars every which way. A sweet write this :)
2006-08-13