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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