You are the drowned,
Star that I found
Washed on the rim of the sea
Before the morning.
You are the little dying light
That stopped me in the night.
From the Arabic of John Duncan.
The Lost Lady
Edward Powys Mathers (as Translator)
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Poem topics: light, night, sea, star, morning, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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