There was a voice
Full of the cries of seabirds
And lilting laughter
Like Christmas lights
And song as sweet and high
As larks fly
And a touch
On the teasing wind
In rushes
Of to and fro
And she closed her eyes,
Breathless.
(8 October 2012)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem