Farther out Poem by Sepp Mall

Farther out



Amid the sea spray the words become frayed
like clouds
in pale April
and the wind / draws out
music from the houses
pieces of shattering glass
here / you can touch me
(you say)
in the no-man's-land
in the brushwood / between the years

Translation by Brigitte Scott

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 10 March 2017

An insightful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned. Thanks for sharing Sepp.

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Graun, South Tyrol
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