Found Poem: Wind

 

Suppose the air said to itself one day

was it your fault that it rained?

*

Where are you, my friend

you don’t even sigh as you leave

with wounds and shadows of your heroes

confused echoes

*

what nobody knows:

when wind still dreamed of hair to comb

your heart was its home

fire was snow

*

Wind, I invite you to rest

don’t be scared

*

(c) Mary Tang 2015

In memory of Mark Strand (1934-2014),

translator of The Owl’s Insomnia, poems of Rafael Alberti (1902-1999),

from which I extracted lines to compose this poem.

About Mary Tang

An urban orchardist everyday, a volunteer regularly, a poet sometimes and a blogger since March 2015. I travel when I can. Food is a constant.
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2 Responses to Found Poem: Wind

  1. robert okaji says:

    Wow! This works.

    Liked by 1 person

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