from all of my lives -
I remember one autumn
in the memory of that autumn -
I peer through a rivery window
in that window -
I see an open stretch of road
on that road -
I find a footprint
in that footprint -
I build a house
in that house -
I plant my childhood fern
in that fern -
I dream of a shining blossom
on that blossom -
I see a fallen drop
in that drop -
I recognize an old face
in that face -
I hear my own voice…
Translated by J.C. Todd
It is beautiful poem with nice penmanship. I feel as if a grandmother is telling a story. Very very nice, thanks for sharing.
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Rich flow of thought and captivating images. An insightful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned with conviction. Thanks for sharing Birute and welcome to Poemhunter.