echoes the song of Orpheus
'O death, that makest life
sweet … '
founded on the sense of loss
in her absence
would the good things be
its open-endedness
this vignette of a life of peaceful
sit and see'
scramble is over
sense of spatial neatness
as the woodpecker hunts his prey
A good attempt in the chapter of death., carlos. You may like to read my poem, Love and. Thanks
O death, that makest life sweet … founded on the sense of loss in her absence would the good things be its open-endedness...... as i read it i thought this can be included among classical poems...... so nice a poem. thank you. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really a poignant piece of poetry crafted with artistic brilliance. A thought provoking rendition, well conceived and elegantly brought forth with conviction. Thanks for sharing.